So what do you do on a ranch? It must be really boring way out there in the middle of nowhere. I don’t think this old ranch fits the definition of boring in any way.
For example, in the span of one midweek afternoon here (the first week of October) our ranch yard was busy. Now yards in ranches need to be utilized for whatever comes along.
Son John was baling hay way out there in our big meadow when the shear bolts broke on the baler, and this bent some major working parts of the machine, way in the impossible bowels of this mechanical wonder.