Shed Cleaning

Along with getting some vacation time each year, Holy Mother Church gives her priests one day off a week. I take Friday's off. And whenever I can, I run back home and work on the ranch. 

Today's project was to clean up Grandpa's old shed. For a chore such as this, only the 4010 would do. 

This ole lean-to is probably 50 years old. It was one of the first buildings Grandpa built down in the barnyard. I'm pretty sure some of this manure is original too. I cut him some slack though, he never had a farmhand to speak of. Just a couple old Farmalls and a handful of kids. 

If I was going to get much done with a tractor, I had to remove the muffler and air cleaner stack in order to fit under the roof. Don't tell Dad. 

Farmhands come by their name honestly. 

Couldn't get everything with the bucket though. A pitchfork works good to clean the corners.

I just hauled the manure/straw combo out into Dad's field. He'll till it under next spring. 

For the final pass I went with the ole scoop shovel. Turns out there's a concrete floor under here. 

Let's dance. 

Nothing says fun like a shed full of manure and a pitchfork. Working seems to be how I like to spend my free time. I come by it honestly though. This barnyard was a labor of love for Grandpa. Serves the same purpose for me. One day back home and I'm refreshed and ready for whatever the next week of parish ministry brings my way. Giddy up!