Sunday, May 15, 2011 AM

I'm having a hard time getting started this morning.  I feel like I'm hung over, and my sinuses are stuffed up pretty badly, probably because I worked on fence repairs yesterday, and got into so much pollen and dust.
'Bull' has done quite a bit of damage to the fences over along by the Womack's property line, and it's about the farthest fence we use from the house.  I sure don't enjoy carrying all the supplies and equipment out there to do the repairs, but we need to get the cows on good pasture again, and that's the place.
Danny Womack saw me out there working, and came over to chat a while.  A little later, when I had worked my way down the hill a bit, I ran into a swarm of honey bees, and I called to one of his tenants to send him down to see where they were.  I worry that someone or a pet might get into them, and be in trouble.  There are a lot of swarms this year, it seems.  I'm going to call Lulu at the Down Home and get her to have her friend come and get these, too.  He came and got the swarm from under my Hut earlier this spring.
I'm really mad at Bull for damaging the fences and leading the cows into other fields, and it's not going to be too hard to see him go to the auction.  He's been a really good bull, though, and has given us many good calves.  He was always really gentle until this year, and he's got fairly mean, so he must go.  There's too many cows around to keep one on my farm that causes trouble.
I got so hot and tired that I came to the house early to get ready to go to the open house that our sheriff had last night.
It was mostly a snore.
He didn't talk much, and I think he counted on the fact that not many would show up for the event.  There were refreshments, but not many or much, which told me he knew people would not come.
I asked him some 'hard questions' about cell phones and tobacco being in the cells at the jail, and he told me they couldn't prevent them.  I could.
He didn't know the difference in the types of street drugs.  He should talk to a few of the local addicts.
He said that his department had brought dogs into the high school and sniffed for drugs once this year.  I spoke up and said that this is May, and that he should have been in the schools way before now.  He said that he has to have several other dogs from surrounding counties and their handlers to do a good raid, and I said that 'Part of something is better than nothing'.
I think he should take the dogs there for spot checks and find what he can when he can.
He's pretty fat, and, I think, fairly lazy.
When someone else asked him what to do about all the property being stolen, he suggested that we all buy better locks and write down our serial numbers.
He could go to the house, for my money.
One detective gave a pretty good speach, but was limited to about 15 minutes.
Ruth Wells was there, and came up and sat with me a few minutes to chat.  She was so pretty, and I asked her if she's 'The Merry Widow' now.
Nadine Stansberry was there, but she's always been 'The Merry Widow'.  A couple of times.
Some woman was there for the Grainger Today, and I'm sure she will write a more interesting review than Barbara would.  She took lots of notes and had a camera.
I met Oak Tree's man, and he's a pretty nice man, I guess.
He wants to come up here to hunt coyotes, and I'd love for him to kill every one in the whole of Grainger County.
I'm so tired of the wildlife killing all my livestock.  It seems that I can't have anything.
Maybe I should consider giving up the farm and moving to Creekside.
I'd have lots of visitors, but not enough room for all my nice things.
I would despair at the very thought of moving.