Thursday, September 25, 2014

Rainy fall morning and weekend auction

The calm before the auction
Roundtop Mtn. is enjoying its first fall rain today. The dry forest is getting a nice, gentle rain, so far perhaps .25 of an inch. For people to the east of me, the storm is less friendly—it’s a real nor’easter that’s barreled up through Florida and North Carolina, soon to inundate New Jersey and later Boston.

This is the kind of day when I keep the chickens in their pen, at least until noon. Nighttime predators stay out often well past dawn on rainy and dark, overcast days. I guess the hunting is better for them once the daytime animals appear. The predators seem to be able to tolerate daylight (or what passes for daylight on a dark morning like this one) as long as the sun is well hidden. In the past, before I paid attention, I’ve lost chickens to a fox and a raccoon, both foraging well past the time they are usually in their dens for the day.

 Sparrow checks out some of the goods!
This morning Sparrow and I walked nearly right up to a deer that hadn’t gotten up for the day, yet. Sparrow never saw it. I only saw the deer because of my headlamp, and even then I was careful not to look right at her. Wild animals often tolerate a human’s presence as long as you don’t directly look at them. If you ignore them or only glance at them sideways, often they remain where they are, as did this deer. But as soon as you look at them, they are gone! Birds are the same way, as anyone who’s had a bird flush only when they raised binoculars will know.

Today my photos were taken at my family’s farm. After a year’s work, we are having an auction of the contents this weekend. Neither my parents nor my grandparents ever had sale when the previous generation passed, so we have a lot of stuff. I’ve been amazed at just how heavy those old iron farm implements are. Some I can barely lift, let alone use or manipulate. Those oldtime farmers must have looked like body builders!


Sharkbytes said...

Hope your auction goes well, and it's not too sad a time for you.

Scott said...

It IS amazing how strong farmers were, but in general, I think most of them looked scrawny--probably because they were so overworked.

PBS had a show a few years ago in which they dispatched some "soft" privileged suburban families to a homestead in the Midwest to re-enact pioneer farm life. One of the guys (a stock broker type from California) quit the show because he lost so much weight and was exhausted--he thought that he was seriously ill, but it was only a case of "overwork." The concept was lame, but you get the idea.

Good luck with getting big bucks ($) this weekend!

Carolyn H said...

Scott: A lot of farmers were scrawny but they sure must have been strong. Lots of work, long hours and implements that I can barely lift let alone manipulate.I'm glad I never had to use a sickle or that hog scraper or that huge vise. So, I guess that makes me soft.

Carolyn H said...

Joan, The auction did go well, thanks for asking. There's still more work ahead--a few things didn't sell, there's more cleanup and documents to go through that we didn't have time for before the sale. We didn't sell the property, just the contents, which helped keep the day from being too sad.