Farm life in the heat! Join me as I spray 7 miles of fence line with a 300 gallon spray rig behind my Honda Pioneer. Real talk about tractor rescues, lessons learned, and ending the day with a peach.

For a couple of years now, I’ve been dreaming about planting pumpkins on their very own arbor. You know the kind—vines weaving up and over in every direction, jack-o’-lanterns dangling like ornaments, sugar pumpkins nestled under the leaves, and spooky pumpkins creeping in just in time for Halloween. But between hay season and farm life, that idea never made it past the dreaming stage.

There’s nothing quite like the hum of a tractor, the smell of fresh-cut grass, and the golden rolls of hay dotting the pasture under a wide Alabama sky. But when the hay gets ready to cut right in the middle of the hottest week of the summer, things get really interesting really fast.

Armyworms may be small, but they move in groups and can wipe out an entire pasture in just 48 hours. They feed aggressively on fertilized, lush grasses—you know, the kind we’ve poured lots of money and lots of effort into growing. Bermuda, Pearl Millet, Bahia, Fescue—it’s all on the menu for these pests.

There she is! The most beautiful momma I think I have ever laid eyes on (sorry, Mom)! She was just looking at me and my husband curiously in all her beautiful, golden hour, backlit glory. I had to capture this moment so we can remember my favorite red baldy for forever. Happy trails to you!

Our first week of fence building we had perfect weather- a balmy high of 55 degrees, with a low of about 40 F. We couldn’t ask for anything better. But that second week of fencing…