Tuesday August 17th

This morning Dad. Frank & I all dug a little more at the tile ditch out in the old timothy sod and this afternoon got started to cut the barley, but only got a few rounds cut as it was in awful shape, all tangled up and in some spots as Colin Ryerse says, the big wheel "drug." I spent a long time to-night catching young chickens which came back from the colony house to roost around the brooder, there are a couple of dozen which persist in coming back to the yard everyday and then don't go back. I had quite a time catching them as I had shut them out of the brooder and they were roosting on a sheep's back and when I went out the sheep got frightened and ran away up the orchard with the chickens. It hasn't rained all day and looks like fair weather for awhile.

Wednesday August 18th

It took us the whole day to finish cutting the barley and then we didn't get much of it shocked up. It was in such a tangled mess and thislley that we didn't take our hands to it but Frank and I shocked it up with forks what little we got done. Dad. cut my O.A.C. 72 Oats the last thing and we got 37 nice straight sheaves out of them some of them about four feet long. I didn't feel very well to-day. Aunty & Aunty Alice went to Pt Rowan to-night.

Thursday August 19th

We decided to haul the barley