Was tending to the horses, smoking Irish Flake in a MM Morgan.
Right as the sun was going all the way beyond the mountains, mama came up around the shop and dragged me to the back where a ramshackle shade structure had fallen almost over sometime today.
Spent the last two hours supporting the “roof” (I think it’s the old patio deck) with the tractor and straightening the wonky light gauge steel supports with chains and ratchet straps in the dark. It’ll be good until it can be properly fixed (or torn down and repurposed).
No pics of the fun, but this was an enjoyable smoke just prior…