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Down comes Jim from the orchard again, saying that the packing has been blown out of the nozzle of one of the spray guns. He is searching for that. Doesn’t find it but does find the missing tiny strainer that was the object of morning’s search. He maintains that soft string can be substitute for packing.
Wife calls the Co-op to see if spray material already ordered is on the way. Only enough on hand for one more tank. Huge truck rolls in, breaking limbs from dogwoods and pines. The spray material is here.
Wife tells husband how things are going. He calls Co-op to see if they have packing for nozzles. They do not. He then tries Central Hardware and they promise to put some in mail.
There’s a knock at the back door. In come two young men. One used to live in Woodville. They are delivering 15 apple trees and 20 grapevines ordered from Waynesboro nurseries. They have another huge truck breaking limbs along the driveway.
Telephone rings. It’s a church member reminding wife of special services tonight. Wife says she and husband will try to go.
Husband is home. The spraying crew is at the pool. Something is wrong with the pump. It won’t get water from pool. Husband calls mechanic four times. He’s upset. He leaves off spraying until morning after mechanic voews to come down.
When all this is over, prepare supper for husband. Later fix supper for Jim. It’s now 7:40; church started at 7:30. So no go.
April 15. Rain. We rest.
I know I’ve left out several frustrations. I’m not fooling; this sort of thing goes on everytime we spray. The spray rig was purchased second-hand for $400 in 1963 and in 1964, we spent nearly $600 having it put in “top” shape.
But, you know, we “sorta” like the orchard business. Have an apple!!!
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