My Farmer came and found me this morning and says (after he says good morning, how are you this morning, of course), “I lost my phone. Would you want to go look for it for me?” I replied, “Well of course, dear. Where shall I look?” Haha, that’s probably not what I said, but it sounds good. This is not the first time I have been asked to find his phone. And probably not the last. I always find it, but it’s mostly credited to him because he usually has a pretty good idea of where he lost it. The one time that I still laugh at was quite a…