Another day, another trip. But this time I don’t need a coat. I’m sitting near Phoenix and the temp is about 82 degrees. Compared to that negative crap I saw and felt in Moline the other day, this is alright. Over a 100 degrees temp difference. I know the goats at home are liking the warmer temps and the snow is melted & into the ground. My herdsman, Duke, has things under control. He likes taking care of the stock when there is no ice to break. I hope everyone is as lucky as I am. Horseshoes & shamrocks. Yes, this trip is also tied to Deere, but no green equipment. Just yellow iron. Everybody needs a Deere skid steer.