On the way to the dump today, we passed by our neighborhood bison farm.  They were close to the fence by the road, so we stopped to take pictures. :-D

I’m going to have to look into getting a camera I can take with me in the vehicle when we drive around.  Zooming in on the phone makes for some awful pictures.  But it’s still better than no pictures at all! :-)

I love my shaggy, shaggy friends!  Extra shaggy, this time of year, as they shed their winter fur.

As we continued to the dump, driving on the highway, we saw a school bus from the opposite direction, coming to a stop.  I had to chuckle as we came to a stop ourselves, as I saw a mom in a truck at the end of the driveway – a driveway at least a quarter mile long, and we couldn’t see the end of it.  As we watched a tiny child crossing the highway and Mom coming out to meet her, I suddenly realize this person looked very familiar.  Sure enough, when she turned back to the truck and I saw her face, I realized this was a former co-worker of mine from that last time we lived in this province!  I’d been to her farm only once before and lost all memory of where it was, so this was a pleasant surprise.  As the bus left, I just had to pull ahead to the truck and say hello!  I look forward to catching up with her in the future.  :-)

Now that my mother’s car is no longer in one of the lean-to’s on the side of our garage (it was a tight fit, that’s for sure!), we were finally able to take a load of paint to the dump with us.  They had been in the basement of the house before.  I’m told there was the smell of something leaking, but no sign of which can it was coming from, so they were just taken out to the garage until there was no more smell.

We took maybe half of the 1 gallon cans that are there, and will take more on our next trip to the dump.  I think we found the one that was leaking, though.  One of the cans had liquid on its lid, so the can that was leaking would have been the one on top of it.

Then there are all the quart sized cans, not only on top of the gallon cans, but a couple of boxes full, too.  We’ll fight with those later.

We got about 16 or 17 cans out and into the proper disposal area at the dump.  It will probably take a couple more trips to get rid of all the cans in the garage.  (I don’t want to take too many at once, partly because we need room for our own garbage and recycling, and partly because I want to avoid paint cans rolling around if I ever had to stop suddenly while driving at highway speeds.)

Then we will need to get rid of the cans of paint in our entryway closet, plus what’s still in the basement.  I wouldn’t be surprised if we fine more, elsewhere.

All of these are quite old.  Some felt almost full.  I have no idea why there was so much paint in the basement, or what it was used for.  From what I can see, the only thing that’s been painted recently is the house itself, which was done by my older brother and his wife last summer, in preparation for our coming out.  They brought their own paint, and anything they brought, they took back with them when they were done.  The only other thing I know of that was painted, was done before my mother moved away from the farm to the senior’s residence.

It’s entirely possible some of it was never used here, but got brought here instead of being disposed of.  Like all those large appliances lying around!

Well, whatever reason they all ended up here, they won’t be here for too much longer! :-)

The Re-Farmer