Got the clothesline dug in, kids had a blast standing in the postholes. I am amazed how flexible kids are to their surroundings. They pretty much roll with whatever is happening and (not always) help happily. Garden got planted late and in several short sessions. It's now on the way out, but we have gotten quite a bit of squash, peppers, tomatoes, and several rows of spuds that need dug soon. There's a short row of grapes here, some red table grapes and a plant of Thompson seedless grapes that are turning into raisins as I type. The "new" riding mower has a starter that requires a hammer to start it, and blew a rear tire when I got too close to a short steel stake. So the rim had to come off, and these mowers, the wheel is slipped onto the axle shaft with a key, no lug bolts. Of course it hasn't been off since Job used it, so 24 hrs of periodically soaking it in PB Blaster, WD-40 and a couple others oils, no luck. Heat didn't work either, but my torch supply is limited severely. My dad was staying with us for a week and he used my steering wheel puller to coax it off. One of us turned the puller, the other tapped the puller bolt head. Of course the key was lost between taking it apart and putting it back together. I ended up making a key as no one but Deere had one and no one was open. Life on the farm.