I know I was going to blog on why I will never feel guilty about eating meat, but that will have to wait. I got a big surprise today. My cell rang while I was on the tractor, it was one of your extra long UK numbers. On the other end was one of my two known farming relatives from the UK, not far from Worksop, telling me he was in South Dakota and headed my way. This is his 41st visit the USA, but the first time he knew he had any distant relatives lurking about. He wondered if I had time for him to visit, of course I do. Everyone stopped to make us feel welcome, I am going to do the same. Problem is, I can't remember when my farm looked worse. My yard would make a decent hay crop. I told my dad and his comment was, "well, he is sure going to be disappointed with us". I briefly entertained the notion of taking him around and showing him the best wheat and corn I could find, and telling him it was mine whether it was or not, but only briefly. Anyway, the field I was replanting has some rows that are much wavier than usual,as I was on the cell trying to figure out some things for him to see while here, unlike the UK, there is not a castle around every curve. We had been pretty certain he would come, I just thought we might have more than a 24 hour notice. One puzzle I have is why his cell phone works here, but mine would not work in the UK, and I had to spend a small fortune renting one.
I have been moping around this spring because I wanted to come back over, but didn't feel I could justify it, and I had pressured Mrs.KF into not going to Japan to see her sister(she is not Japanese, she is military, don't hate me, her sister is coming here instead, so everything is fine and Mrs. KF is happy). Now a little bit of England is coming to see us, and that is just about as good. I just hope I can get the yard baled before they get here!!