Photo Friday: a back porch view

I have been busy, and neglecting the folks I follow out there in the Blogosphere.

I’m sorry!

And because I have been neglectful, I missed Cecilia, from over at The Kitchen Garden,  and her photo challenge to share:

“What do you see from your Back Porch or Back Doorstep?”

The post that began it is HERE,  and the views from the world over are not to be missed!

And so, even if I am too late to share this with her there, I of course want to share the view [of] our (or rather, soon to be ours) back porch.   😉

The back porchIf you click to view closer, you will see the old smoke house on your right, and the verandah of the two room cabin on your left.  The little depression in front of the trees is part of the pond.

The porch? 

Well, that would be the lattice petticoat you see peeking out from under the trees in the center of this photo.  😉

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We have our final inspection on Wednesday, and sign the legal stuff on Friday!

It makes me giddy just to think about it. 

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Visiting the Mountain Farmlet: into each life some rain must fall

It rained on Friday.   I don’t do well with rain on the road since my accident in California in the rain.  I totaled my car and permanently injured myself.  Anyway, I no longer spontaneously burst into tears at the sight of a wreck in the rain (It’s PTSD the Dr told me way back then) but OH-BABY I don’t usually go looking to drive in it…  EVER.

That said, I had an appointment with the Octogenarian to see her gardens and I was going to get there!

So, I bundled the dogs into the car, brought plenty of water and a bowl for Tucker, dropped Buddy off for the day at the groomers, stopped 5 times in 80 plus miles for the Little dog to PEE (I couldn’t leave him home all day in his condition now could I?)  paid for insurance on the new Farmlet, transferred the water into our name, found out I need proof of ownership and $160.00 to transfer the electric into our name, and that the trash service office is only open for business for one hour a day (because it’s a one man office and he wears four hats, and three of those hats require him to be out of the office!!!) and somewhere in all that I ate the ugliest lunch in history (normally I would have asked the cook to try again, but under the circumstances I don’t think it would have helped and I was really hungry, and it didn’t poison me) and then it was nearing 2:00 PM and time for my visit!   

In short it was a busy day!

(Insert a rather long inhale here)  😉

I arrived on time and she came out onto the porch to greet me.  We then proceeded to go inside because it was still raining cats and dogs!  He daughter was visiting, introductions were made, and we sat round the table in the breakfast room, drank coffee, and visited for two hours or more!

As we got to know each other better I was struck with the thought, that it was sad that we couldn’t be neighbors.  She is such a lovely and sweet woman.

Later when the rain let up and the sun pretended to burn through the clouds, we peeked at the gardens from the back deck and from the front porch.  Even with all the pelting from the heavy rain, the flowers showed me their potential and it was amazing!  Lilies, roses, iris, and so much more await me when we finally move up on the mountain.  And get this!

Even though she is moving away in a few short weeks, she and her daughter spent quite a few hours out in the garden weeding it!  (I understand this, and probably will do the same before we leave our current Farmlet.  🙂 )

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Now, about that rain.  This was the spent version of the rain that had caused the bad weather in the Midwest earlier in the week, and although we didn’t have severe weather, it was coming down in buckets nonetheless!

This meant that the gardens were tattered and puddled.  I’ll say no more except that I promised you pictures and I am delivering on that promise!  😀

Click the photo to enter the Mountain Farmlet…

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PLEASE NOTE

This post was scheduled to be shared over the weekend, but with all the commotion the severe weather has caused over the past two weeks, I just didn’t have the heart.  In retrospect, my annoyances pale in comparison.

I know very well how awful these storms can be because we lived through them in April of 2011.  The devastation is incomprehensible.  There is seeing it on television, and then seeing if first hand.

INCOMPREHENSIBLE!

My heart aches for all who have suffered the loss of life and property.  God bless these people, heal their hearts, and give them strength.

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Be still, sad heart, and cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall…

from The Rainy DayHenry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Goose Pail Tales: a goose’s gotta dibble

Living in an older home, on land that has been ranched, farmed and subdivided since the very early 18oos, leads to some interesting finds.

Digging for gardens, or even just the rainstorms we get, can bring many interesting items to the surface.  Pocket knives, old bottles and tools, items thrown into the burn pile that wouldn’t burn, and more.  There are tales of Indian arrowheads to be found everywhere here in Alabama, and that should not be surprising as this was once Native Amerindian land.  Though I confess, I have yet to find any of this valuable treasure here on the Farmlet.

What I do find, after the fact, are the items the rain loosens and brings up.  Things my geese will dibble up out of the soil, and like a Raccoon, will take to the water pail and wash.

To my chagrin, these items look dangerous and non-foodworthy.    For your interest, or not 😉 , here are some treasures my geese have collected so far this year…

Goose pail trashEach of these items were found at the end of the day when I dumped their water pails!

Row 1, L to R:  rusted clockwork; a 2 in. reflector;  a plastic soldier who’s seen some pretty serious action; an 8 in. plastic zip tie;  a small bit of white plastic; a hose washer; a strange, plastic, locking clip; and a rubberized covering for a tool tip.

Row 2, L to R:  An ancient bit of barbed wire; wire; a row of nails from 1 inch to 5 inches in length;  two bits of *twisted mystery metal; and an underwire from a rather large cupped bra, with plastic coating missing. Eaten?  😛

Row 3, L to R:  An eye screw with a bit of wire attached; a bolt with nut and washer rusted in place; an aluminum screw cap; a fuse from an automobile; a rather sharp piece of heavy gauge, cut aluminum; two miscellaneous bits of twisted, aluminum wire; and …

Row 4, L to R:  Various pieces of glass from broken windows and old glass bottles!  I find this everywhere on the property!  I don’t know why we’re all not missing toes!  Scary.

When I see the items the geese leave behind in their water, I often wonder how much of it I don’t see.  That is to say, how much is small enough to be EATEN!

When I prepare my chickens for the table I have seen bits of glass they swallowed whole, usually pea sized or smaller.  Thankfully, their crops and the rocks they swallow work the edges off the glass shards and apparently with no harm to the bird.  But then I have to wonder…

What have the geese swallowed?

I haven’t a clue.  I can only assume that if any items were swallowed, they  were nothing deleterious to their health!

It is going to rain again today and tomorrow

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*INTERESTING:  I went looking for barbed wire history, and found this display:

Barbed wire 2(Available for sale HERE)

I may have a bit of antique Crandal ‘Champion’ ca. 1879, or Hodge ‘Spur Rowel’  (sp?) ca. 1887.  Neither of them collectible in their rusted state, but a fun find! 

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Hm,  if I train them right, maybe they’ll find something really good and I’ll get rich!

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the twins

100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups:  Click the icon below to be magically transported to the rules and Julia’s site…

100wcgu-7(Fixed the link, Sorry!)

The Twins alteredPhoto CreditMarianne Whooley at Maris World

The Twins

a play in one act

Act I:  Scene I

NARRATOR:

The twins were rotten.  What one didn’t think of the other one did.   Of late their favorite activity was pulling pranks on little kids in the neighborhood.

Today, however,  they were investigating  a  rumor they’d heard, about some mystery beast out by the pond.  Several people claimed that it was eating small animals about town, and peeking into windows at night, and that they absolutely wanted to see!

Standing silently they survey the water.

TWIN I:     What’s that?

TWIN II:   Nuthin’ scardy cat!

TWIN I:     Something touched my leg!

TWIN II:   Yeah, right.

(A twig snaps…)

THE TWINS:  Screaming in unison (they run offstage)

(A young child snickers nearby.)

Fin

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(The 100 words are in color)