Yard Tires

I was talking to a friend who brought up something that has shown up in some of the photos of our yard that I’ve shared.

The tires.

So, I figured I would explain, because there are so many of them!

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Tree tire is tired and broken.

This is from one of the pictures I posted yesterday.  The pair of trees on either side of the sidewalk at the gate are in tires like this, as is the tree by the kitchen window, and others I’ve been finding, buried under leaves, in unexpected places.

At some point, many years ago, it became a popular thing to re-purpose old tires in yards.  With trees, the saplings were planted inside the tire, and the tire served to protect the planting from damage.  Like getting accidentally hit by a lawn mower, or backed into by a car or something.  As time went by, of course, there was no way to remove the tire once the tree grew.  In this case, the trunk outgrew the tire itself, which was old enough to split under the pressure of the growing tree.

Which gives you an idea of how many years this has been there!

As you can see, an attempt was made to pretty up the tire by painting it.

Then there are the tractor tires.

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I find myself perplexed as I see something like this.  Obviously, someone cared enough to create and protect a little flower garden at Mary’s feet, and even paint the tractor tire to pretty it up.  But they didn’t care enough to remove the tree that started growing at it which, if it were left to continue growing, will eventually push aside the tire and destroy the garden inside it.  I can understand the leaves in the garden still being there; there was no one here to tend to such things while the place was empty, but you’d think someone would have removed the tree, long before it got this big!

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The garden gnome is now back where it was found.  This was also a flower garden planted under the bird bath, though there is nothing but grass and weeds inside it now.

Slowly but surely, we are working our way around the yard and cleaning this stuff up.  It will be nice to clean out the bird bath and start using it for its intended purpose again.

Then there are these contraptions.

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This is a car tire that was cut in half, decoratively, then flipped inside out.  The other half, without the decorative edge, was left right side out and is underneath.

It cannot have been easy to cut the tire, never mind flipping it inside out!

I’m more at a loss over what it planted inside it.  They appear to be little trees or bushes.  Perhaps they are self seeded?

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This second one has even more of them.  There is nothing to show that anything else was ever planted in there.  If these were deliberately planted, why were they planted off to the sides like that, where the soil is shallowest, instead of in the middle?

I have questions.  Many questions.

This planter is in a particularly bad location.  It’s right up against the platform for the clothes line, which is on a pulley system.  There used to be three lines, but now there is just one.  The clothes can be hung on the line from the platform, moving the line on the pulleys from one spot, rather than having to walk along the line and reaching high up to hang things.  This allows the line itself to be much higher, too, and less in the way.  I tried hanging the king size mattress protector on the line from the platform and quickly discovered that the bushes planted in the tire planter are right under the line, and taller than the hand rail, which means anything hung on the line gets dragged through the bushes.

The planter and its contents is going to have to go.  We don’t plan to use the clothes line often, but we do want to have the option!

While walking around and taking these photos, I found something very amusing.  Remember this, from winter?

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This is a path the cats made through the snow, from whatever shed they’ve been using out back.  There is also a small hole under the fence between the pump shack and the other house, near where there used to be a gate, many years ago.  It had been buried by the snow, so the cats made this new path to the gate to get into the yard.

Cat paths in the snow are an easy thing to understand.

Then there’s this.

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A cat path worn into the grass is a whole different thing! :-D  You can see Butterscotch, sitting at the hole in the fence.

Many, many cat feet have created this path. :-D

The Re-Farmer

New Sparrow: updated

First off, a happy mother’s day to all the moms out there.  I hope you had a lovely day of it.  My own was nice and quiet, and I am quite delighted with my early mother’s day gift from my husband; an OBD II diagnostic tool that plugs into the van, with readings sent to an app on my phone via Bluetooth.

According to it, the van is doing just great.  In the near future, I’ll have to get my daughter to drive, so I can see what readings come up while driving.

My husband knows what makes my heart to pitter patter very well! :-D

We haven’t been seeing any deer lately, again, though the piles of feed I’m leaving out in the evening are gone in the the morning, so they do seem to still be coming out.  There is still plenty of scattered grain for the birds, though.  Right now, we’re still getting mostly fox sparrows and white throated sparrows, but today we saw a new one.

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There were only two of them, so we almost missed them among the other birds.

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Next to the white throated sparrow, you can see the bodies are almost identical, until you get to the head, neck and chest.  I’m guessing that means it’s also a type of sparrow, but a quick search for sparrows has brought up nothing with a head like that.  I’ll have to try looking some more later, but if you happen to know what it is, please feel free to let me know in the comments. :-)

Update: May 14

It looks like the new bird is a Harris’s Sparrow.

The Re-Farmer

The Data Vampire, returns!

After monitoring my system data usage through April, I thought for sure the Data Vampire had been vanquished.  In fact, I didn’t even bother resetting the data usage meter when I checked it at the end of the month.

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April 30, data usage for the past 30 days.

Even though there was a sudden spike of almost 25 gigs at the end of the month.  Windows 10 updated, and it was reflected on our internet provider account information; almost 100 gigs used in a day, as 4 computers updates themselves! Continue reading

Beach Weather!

The girls and I had to make a run into town for them to pick up and sign their tax paperwork (no unhappy surprises for them, thank God!).  It was a gorgeous day, so when we took advantage of being in town to play some Pokemon Go, we also took advantage of a Pokemon Go gym being right at the beach.

It’s 21C in town, and the cool breezes off the lake made it perfect for enjoying the sun and sand!  There were quite a few people enjoying it.  Come summer time, when the tourist season kicks in, this beach gets quite crowded, so I much prefer to visit it now!

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My younger daughter decided to go right into the water – as did others we saw on the beach.  The ambient temperature might have been nice, but the lake water is still ice cold!

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You can just barely see it in the above picture, but there is actually still ice on the lake, way off in the distance – the tiniest patch visible near the top left of the photo.  To the right of centre, you can see someone in a power boat.

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One of the places we regularly stop to play Pokemon Go is the parking lot for a park, the yacht club, and marina.  Today, there was a whole forest of masts on the hillside of the park, as people were bringing over tiny sailboats to prepare them.  We could see more being brought over as we played the game, easily carried by only two people. The parking lot itself was quite full of people tending to their boats, both for commercial fishing and for casual use.

The population of this town basically doubles in the summer, with all the people who come out to their cottages, some for a couple of months, others just for the weekends from the city.

When it’s quiet like this, I like to keep on the lookout for interesting rocks, such as “fairy stones” (rocks with holes in them, typically bored by local bivalves, the shells of which also dot the beach) and sometimes small fossils that get driven onto the beach by the tides as the ice melts.  Yes, this lake is large enough to have a tide.

This is one of the things about the move back that I am looking forward to enjoying!

The Re-Farmer

Oh, the things we find!

My daughters have been diligently working their way around the yard, methodically raking leaves out of the edges of the trees and the many flower beds all over the place, picking up wind blown sticks, and generally cleaning things up.

I was called out to see what they found next to the small people gate.

We’ve walked past this many times, of course, and saw the dried and matted plants at the base of a tree.

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Those two sticks on the side were stuck in it.  Just a mess of dead plants to clean up is all.  Right?

Oh…

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So… that’s wire fencing, all stuck in there.  We’re guessing the sticks had held the wire up for the … vines? … to climb.

Hold on.  What is that, under there?

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A glass bowl, with gold trim.  Hidden under the dead mat and buried under more leaves.

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A bowl with no bottom.

Not a broken bottom.  There’s no sign of the broken pieces.  Just… a bowl.  With no bottom.  Half filled with dirt and leaves.

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My daughter used on of the sticks to prop the mat up and hold it in place, while they rakes around it.  We’ll have to figure out how to get it, with the wire mesh it’s grown around, out of them.  Most likely, we’ll just have to cut it.

My siblings have been cutting the lawn and whatnot, since the house has been empty.  This does not look like something they would have planted and set up.  It looks like one of my mother’s projects.  Which means, it’s been like this for quite some time.  Maybe 5 years?  Just a guess, on my part.  I have no way to really know.

And what’s with the broken bowl under it?

I wonder if any of my siblings know anything about it?  I doubt I’d be able to get anything from my mother; after all this time, I doubt she would remember.  If it’s been there as long as I think it has, I doubt any of my siblings ever bothered to look.

Or, someone took the time to do this last year, when no one was living here, and that doesn’t make much sense, either.

Hmm.

The Re-Farmer

A Day of Progress

A few more steps forward, today – and the girls are still outside, working on cleaning up around the yard, so the progress continues even now.

The most exciting thing for me is, the septic guy came!  Yay!

Oh, the things that excite me in my old age… LOL

Seriously, though… it’s one less worry, and I already talked to him about coming back in the fall, as part of his regular route in the area, as we go back to doing the regular routine cleaning in the fall.

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I can’t help but admire someone who can back up a vehicle like this, through our gate into the yard, between the spruce grove and the flower garden along the East side of the house, and turn into the North side of the house – without hitting the downspout (which was screwed in place, unlike the others) or hitting the low hanging branches.

Dude’s got mad reversing skills.

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While chatting with him, I learned he is not a fan of this type of septic tank.

Typically, a septic tank is a large reservoir with only one chamber.  The solids naturally sink to the bottom and, once it reaches a certain level, the grey water drains out to the septic field.  It’s all gravity based.

This system is much smaller and has two reservoirs.  The one for the solids is smaller and has a smaller opening into it.  The grey water eventually fills the second, larger, reservoir until an ejector pump sends it out to the septic field.

He needed to get that hose into the solids reservoir, which not only has a smaller opening, but the hoses from the pump (which is inside the basement) run over it.

He knew the place had been empty for the last couple of years, since he’s been servicing our tank for quite a long time, and had assured me it wouldn’t be a concern.  Still, he was surprised by how much was in it.  I did explain that, though empty, there were still people using the house.  Add in 4 people and 6 months… I’m really glad we got it done.

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All done!

The straw on the left is what covered the lid for the winter.  I was going to pile it elsewhere, but I couldn’t find a pitch fork anywhere.

I checked the garage, the pump shack, the barn, the garden shed – even the basements.  No pitch fork to be found.

What farm doesn’t have a pitch fork?

Like most of the lawn on the North side of the house, the grass here is pretty much all gone.  Not even just dead, like in other parts of the lawn.  It’s basically just dirt and weeds.

After the tank was done, I went back to working on the wood pile in the garden, but not before getting a picture of something that was a mystery to the girls.  A mystery I actually knew the answer to, for a change!

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It’s one thing to find extension cords all over the house, what with the lack of outlets, but an extension cord up a tree?  The tree itself is probably 60 ft high, or close to it, and the cord runs almost all the way up.

I remember when it was run up there.  My late brother, who was an agile climber, put it there.  He also carried up a star shaped frame with Christmas lights in it, and installed it near the very top of the tree.  The cord is to plug in the star.

I can’t see if the star is still up there, but I can’t imagine anyone climbing up there to take it down.  Nor can I imagine it ever being replaced since it was first put up there, which means that is a very old extension cord.

We have no plans of ever using it again!

Meanwhile, back to the wood pile in the garden!

This is a pile of deadwood and prunings that had been put there before we moved out, and my family had wanted to burn in the winter.  I didn’t want it burned, so we now have the job of cleaning it out of the garden area.  Most of it will be used as fuel for the fire pit, but some I’m keeping for future crafting purposes.  My mother is still adamant that she wants the garden plowed, as soon as the pile is cleared.

I’m glad we put our collective foot down about not burning this.  Earlier, I’d already pulled out a bunch of fibre glass insulation that was buried in it.  There are more bits and pieces we are still finding.

I also found this.

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Apparently, no one had a problem with burning this, then plowing the remaining metal and glass bits, into the garden.

Nor with this…

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I’d already pulled out a margarine container.  Today, I found the two lids and some mystery plastic, along with the bits of insulation.

Lovely.

As I was writing this, my daughters called me out to see a discovery they made while cleaning around the yard.

That one is getting its own post.  After I make supper.

Oh, the strange things we are finding!

The Re-Farmer

The Mystery Blogger Award

mystery.blogger.award.logoWow!  Okay!

I was just nominated by rugby843 of The Bag Lady for a Mystery Blogger Award.  Thank you!

I have to admit, I didn’t understand how I got nominated, since I don’t write a mystery blog, but it turns out that’s not the kind of mystery it is about. :-D

Here is what the award, created by Okoto Enigma, is about.

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Hmm…  The first 4 rules are easy.  The rest, not so much!

Three things about myself?

Of course, I’m drawing a blank, now.  LOL

Let’s see.

1. I’m reaching the half century mark, and quite content about the whole aging thing.

2. I used to be a shy wallflower who never spoke out of turn, but after life threw some major challenges our way, I now speak up and speak out whenever I encounter bullying and BS.  Lots of people don’t like that.  Especially when they discover they can’t intimidate me with threats and bluster.

3. I accept people as they are, warts and all.  After all, I have plenty of my own.  It is our flaws and imperfections that make us grow into the people we are.  The one thing will drive me away from someone, however, is dishonesty and deception.  How can you ever trust someone who stabs you in the back?


Next on the list: nominate 5 people.  It is hard to choose, but here are my nominees.

Random Thoughts

Dad Photographer

What’s for Dinner Moms?

Dining with Donald

Renegade Expressions


 

Before I ask my own 5 questions, here are the ones from The Bag Lady’s nomination post.

1. What made you start a blog in the first place and has it morphed into something else?

When the move back to my family farm was confirmed – and the timeline shorted by several months – I thought our experiences my be useful and helpful to others.  The blog is only 6 months old, so it’s still what is started out as.

2. What is your favorite thing to read–book, magazine, dictionary, society column, newspaper obituaries, the Enquirer, bathroom wall? ( This is the funny question)🙄

I like to do research.  When I was a kid, I started out with human pre-history, with a focus on things like what people ate, the sorts of things they did for leisure, and what what skills were needed.  This tangentially led to studying herbs and food history, which lead to geography, geology, climate history and trade, and the roles they played in forming regional cultures, and how those cultures spread around the world.  When I started having kids, my research went into child psychology, neurology and brain development, and as we home schooled, it expanded into etymology, genetics, etc.

Does that actually answer the question?  I’m not sure. :-D

3. Who was your mentor growing up?

My dad and my late brother.

4. What do you enjoy writing most, fact based, prose, poetry, flash fiction?

I used to write only fiction, and sometimes still do, but these days, I mostly write either how-to posts on my crafting blog, or editorial style articles for various sites.  And this blog, of course.

5. If you could have only one photograph ever, who or what would it picture?

Honestly, I don’t think I’d choose anything.  If I could only have one photograph, I’d probably prefer none at all.


 

Okay, so here are my five questions:

1. Scenerio: you have 1 year and unlimited resources (time, money, access to locations, etc).  What is the one thing you would do before the end of that year?

2. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?

3. Who is your favorite fictional character and why?

4. What is most dangerous thing that ever happened to you?

5. What is the object nearest to your left foot, right now?


 

The Re-Farmer

Deer Visitors

It was almost too dark to get photos, but I was able to get some of a trio of deer visitors!

When I saw three of them, I thought it might be Mama and the Twins, but once the antler nubs started to show, we could see that her twins were 1 male and 1 female.

Today’s visitors included two young males.

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You can see the antler nubs on the two deer feeding in the photo above.

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I had put out 8 little piles of seeds this evening, and they moved around a lot, from pile to pile, making it hard to get photos in the failing light.  I got a lot of motion shots! :-D

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I don’t think I recognize them at all.

While we’re not seeing deer as often anymore, now that the snow is gone (though from the disappearing feed, I’d say they’re coming over throughout the night), the ones we do see are looking rather rough, with all sorts of patches missing in their fur, and looking quite thin, as well.  It may be they’re losing their winter coats, but the patches in their fur don’t look like they are from shedding.

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They didn’t stay long, nibbling at the piles of seeds while constantly on the alert.  After a while, they headed out into the garden area and started grazing by the remains of the wood pile.

With spring finally showing some greenery, any feed we put out is basically a treat.  They should be finding plenty of food in the bush, now.

The Re-Farmer

Shaggy, shaggy friends!

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

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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.

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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

New Heights

With the new hospital bed installed, we still need to figure out what to do with the king size mattress.  The first thing I’ll need to do is get a king size mattress cover before we can store it anywhere.  Until then, it’s in our dining room, leaning against a wall.

The cats are in heaven.

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They just LOVE the height.  The fact that it’s also soft is certainly being taken advantage of, too!

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DaBoy is absolutely languid.

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Mother and son; a matched set.

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They are just too cute for words!

Meanwhile, I phoned the electric company, since someone had come in to check the lines while I was in the city, to find out what their assessment was.  The woman I spoke to looked up the notes, and talked about how, if we hired an arborist to clear the line to the house, they would come out to shut off the power, and drop the line, if necessary.  What about the lines to the other pole? I asked.  There was nothing in the notes.  I described our set up, and how the lines from the main pole in the outer yard run through trees in the inner yard to reach the pole in the garden, before continuing on across the road.

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You can barely see the power lines just right of center at the top of this photo.

There was nothing in the notes about it.  This might be on me; when I called, I was thinking of the line to the house.  It wasn’t until after I arranged for the assessment that I walked around and noted the lines to the garden.  The guy that came out may have only been told to check the line to the house, which is our responsibility.  The house line runs below the lines that lead to the pole in the garden.

Just to be sure, she wrote us up for another service check to assess, and hopefully included her own notes about where it needs to be checked.  I hope that, this time, I’ll be home to talk to the assessor when he arrives.

The Re-Farmer