Sing-Sing, MS> It was a planting weekend at the famous Christmas Place. Saturday morning at daylight, we took a hopper and planted most of the bottom land and then moved into the hills. Trent took the tractor across the Beaverdam to our fields in that area and we followed with the Gator, little tractor and Dads' truck.
Denise was great and helped plant the fields like she had done it a hundred times.
You have to plow up the fields at least twice to get them broken up correctly and once more over them lightly to get them smooth.
After that you fill the hopper on the little tractor with fertilizer, spread that, go back and add your seed and spread that.
You have to remember to be gentle with the equipment, it is all old and we do not want to tear it up, TRENT.
We finished there and headed in to get more seed, Trent headed to the Indian Mound.
I guess he did not see the wobbling tire. He could of stopped, but hell no! UP the side of the bluff he went. Halfway up the damn tire falls off and we are out of business. No fixing that on Saturday afternoon, then the rain came and kept us away till Sunday.