Monday last I got a call from mom saying she could not get out of the driveway .
Seems the recent winds had some fun with the old tractor shed and we had the Hindenburg laying across the driveway .
Dad built this thing out of scrap strapping and tarps about fifteen years ago and there was really not much solid to it any more .
It was not worth saving and I really don't like to keep the old Ford so close to the road where someone can decide they need it more than we do . Rolling it back on its feet and getting it back in place would finish breaking it apart , so the best solution was to dismantle it .
Mom was all excited as she had all sorts of scrap tarp pieces for her firewood piles .
Not much left after I spend a couple hours picking it apart .
Fortunately I had thought to bring a couple toys with me , so after chuffing down a bite to eat , I took a walk to the other end of the property . . .
. . . to make some noise .
... yea I'm blind as a bat .