Silence in the woods is priceless
10 years ago
Monday, October 25, 2010
Three days on the farm
Well it is only fitting that the today is gray and overcast after spending three sunshine filled October days on the farm with the Little Boy. We did manage to get a little work done, we helped Uncle Ken cut a little wood ,mowed and trimmed for the last time around the cabin and a little around the pond. Yesterday morning we cleaned the cabin and I washed all the bed clothes and towels , opened all the windows and aired the cabin out it was 74 degrees and breezy yesterday, we did all this in between riding 4 wheelers yesterday. At one point yesterday I stopped racing with Kenny Ray and laid back on the 4 wheeler and watched the sky , the clouds speed by and the wind howled thru the woods it was very relaxing, til Kenny Ray found and crashed into me. I did manage to watch the sunrise every morning and write a little over the weekend as well as drink a lot of coffee on the porch. I sat and did some more planning for a root cellar , wood shed , and dog kennel , where to put them and what ground needs cleaned up this winter. If it's a mild winter i hope to get allot done. I also have some things to finish up on the cabin. As Kenny Ray and i finish packing the trailer to come last night he asked Dad why are you mad? Did I do something? No son I told him, Dad just doe's not want to go back to Dayton and back to work tomorrow. He said I know Dad. So the overcast day fits my mood today. I have one more weekend in October to be at the cabin I only hope the the weather continues to cooperate as it all of this month.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Have been under the weather
I have been asked why I have not written anything lately. Well I have been under weather as my sinuses’s have been about to kill me with some bad headaches. I did get down to the farm over the last couple of weeks. On the weekend of the tenth and eleventh I had to go down and put a back glass in my Uncle Kens truck as he busted out another with a block of firewood , he threw it into the bed of his truck and it bounced up and busted out the back glass it is the second time he has done it. Although when I get to be 71 years old I hope I am still able to cut wood as he is, he cut and loaded 11 loads of firewood by himself last week and he needs a cane to walk out to mailbox, as he has a pinched nerve in his low back. Well I got the glass in and he and cousin Lester , Kenny Ray and I went up into the woods and cut me a load of White oak firewood. After we got the wood cut Lester, Kenny Ray and I went over to the Mennonite store and got a sandwich and a bottle of pop for dinner. We had a little picnic out in the parking lot under a big ole Maple tree.
After dinner Lester went home and Kenny Ray and went up on the hill to the farm.
He and I got out our bows and did a little practice. We then got out the tree stand and went and picked out a tree for the Little Boy to hunt out of. We found a tree and the Little boy hooked up the stand and began to climb. After he was setup I proceeded out to the tree house and we began to hunt. A couple of hours passed and the Little Boy called me on the walkie talkie and said he was going to climb down. { he has to call me when he begins his climb and is situated and before he climbs down as well also when he is back on the ground], I try not to worry but I do. The next morning I let him sleep in and I went out to the pond with a cup of coffee and about a pound of fish food. I was not really paying attention I was just enjoying the grandeur of Gods coloring book and the sweet breeze of fall. Just as I came into view of the pond four wild ducks flew off the water..
I was quiet shocked as it was the first time I had seen ducks on my ole place, I was really delighted. I scattered a handful of fish feed on the water and sat down on a stump and waited for the show to begin, in less the five minutes it began the catfish where feeding so fast that if had known better you would have thought they were piranhas. I sat there feeding the fish and drinking coffee under a clear blue sky and the trees changing into there fall coat of many colors.
This past weekend Tari, Kenny Ray, and nephew Dan we went back down to the farm as it was Festival of Leaves weekend. Tari and I dropped off the boys at the Festival on our way thru town for a couple hours as we unloaded the truck and put away groceries, I picked them up about nine thirty pm.On Saturday I got up about 5 am and built my first fire of the year ,as I sat there by the stove with a cup of coffee and writing in my journal.
Waiting on the sun to come up as I love watching the sun coming up over the ridge and the night turn into day, I always remember some days hunting in sub zero weather and how glad I was to see that orange ball of fire in the sky.I am glad to be sitting here by the stove this cool morning. I freshened my coffee and grabbed a cup of fish food and headed to the pond to see if the ducks where there this weekend I was full of hope. As I neared the pond I was quickly disappointed no ducks. I scattered some of the food on the water and after a few minutes the fish began to feed but not with a fury like last weekend as the water was turning cooler. After thirty minutes of quiet solitude Tari had awakened and came down to find me. I finished and we went for a walk down the lane and toward the woods and I showed her where the Little Boy had placed his tree stand and told her how safe he had been so far, but she was still nervous. We got back to the cabin and the boys were up. I fixed breakfast and Kenny Ray said dad what time are we going to the festival. I said son I may not go down til about two o'clock, he frowned, and said dad can we walk down now. I said it is over a mile to town are sure? He said yes and they left for town and the festival.When Tari and I drove down it was a mile and a half. The city shut down the road up the hill to my cabin over the weekend as some downhill luge group gets the use of the hill for there competition. If you go to you tube and type in demons of down hill, Bainbridge Ohio. If you slow down the beginning as they leave the starting line you can glimpse of my cabin in the background. These guys are brave just ask Kenny Ray as he crashed going down the hill on a bike back in the summer and was introduced to his first case of road rash.
On Sunday I slept in late til six am that is late for me. I got up made some coffee and sat out on the porch and watched the sun come up. I love Sunday mornings in Bainbridge as the church bells can be heard up on the hill. After breakfast I went for a walk in the woods by myself with some marker spray paint as I was going to paint the boundary pins of my land. About halfway thru my walk I stopped and looked around and layed down in the leaves and let the warm sunshine on my face. About an hour later I woke up and decided to just mark the south and east boundaries today. As I continued about my task
I thanked God for this beautiful day . When I sprayed the last pin I started back to the cabin, kn owing that I had to get packed and head back to Dayton as I had to go to work.
After dinner Lester went home and Kenny Ray and went up on the hill to the farm.
He and I got out our bows and did a little practice. We then got out the tree stand and went and picked out a tree for the Little Boy to hunt out of. We found a tree and the Little boy hooked up the stand and began to climb. After he was setup I proceeded out to the tree house and we began to hunt. A couple of hours passed and the Little Boy called me on the walkie talkie and said he was going to climb down. { he has to call me when he begins his climb and is situated and before he climbs down as well also when he is back on the ground], I try not to worry but I do. The next morning I let him sleep in and I went out to the pond with a cup of coffee and about a pound of fish food. I was not really paying attention I was just enjoying the grandeur of Gods coloring book and the sweet breeze of fall. Just as I came into view of the pond four wild ducks flew off the water..
I was quiet shocked as it was the first time I had seen ducks on my ole place, I was really delighted. I scattered a handful of fish feed on the water and sat down on a stump and waited for the show to begin, in less the five minutes it began the catfish where feeding so fast that if had known better you would have thought they were piranhas. I sat there feeding the fish and drinking coffee under a clear blue sky and the trees changing into there fall coat of many colors.
This past weekend Tari, Kenny Ray, and nephew Dan we went back down to the farm as it was Festival of Leaves weekend. Tari and I dropped off the boys at the Festival on our way thru town for a couple hours as we unloaded the truck and put away groceries, I picked them up about nine thirty pm.On Saturday I got up about 5 am and built my first fire of the year ,as I sat there by the stove with a cup of coffee and writing in my journal.
Waiting on the sun to come up as I love watching the sun coming up over the ridge and the night turn into day, I always remember some days hunting in sub zero weather and how glad I was to see that orange ball of fire in the sky.I am glad to be sitting here by the stove this cool morning. I freshened my coffee and grabbed a cup of fish food and headed to the pond to see if the ducks where there this weekend I was full of hope. As I neared the pond I was quickly disappointed no ducks. I scattered some of the food on the water and after a few minutes the fish began to feed but not with a fury like last weekend as the water was turning cooler. After thirty minutes of quiet solitude Tari had awakened and came down to find me. I finished and we went for a walk down the lane and toward the woods and I showed her where the Little Boy had placed his tree stand and told her how safe he had been so far, but she was still nervous. We got back to the cabin and the boys were up. I fixed breakfast and Kenny Ray said dad what time are we going to the festival. I said son I may not go down til about two o'clock, he frowned, and said dad can we walk down now. I said it is over a mile to town are sure? He said yes and they left for town and the festival.When Tari and I drove down it was a mile and a half. The city shut down the road up the hill to my cabin over the weekend as some downhill luge group gets the use of the hill for there competition. If you go to you tube and type in demons of down hill, Bainbridge Ohio. If you slow down the beginning as they leave the starting line you can glimpse of my cabin in the background. These guys are brave just ask Kenny Ray as he crashed going down the hill on a bike back in the summer and was introduced to his first case of road rash.
On Sunday I slept in late til six am that is late for me. I got up made some coffee and sat out on the porch and watched the sun come up. I love Sunday mornings in Bainbridge as the church bells can be heard up on the hill. After breakfast I went for a walk in the woods by myself with some marker spray paint as I was going to paint the boundary pins of my land. About halfway thru my walk I stopped and looked around and layed down in the leaves and let the warm sunshine on my face. About an hour later I woke up and decided to just mark the south and east boundaries today. As I continued about my task
I thanked God for this beautiful day . When I sprayed the last pin I started back to the cabin, kn owing that I had to get packed and head back to Dayton as I had to go to work.
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