Backyard Beauties

I hit a pretty good lick yesterday cleaning up around the shop. Getting a good start on piling up scrap metal dug out of the brush piles that had grown up around it. A pile of old tires that will grow huge before I am finished.

Moved an old boat trailer I have used to stack pieces of pipe on for years. The tongue of the trailer buried over time.  Cutting down the saplings that had sprung up around it as well. Had to make a run out to pick up some hydraulic fluid for the tractor before I could drag the rig to a clear spot. It is always a battle keeping the old tractor running. Several times over the years we would come close to buying a new tractor but I never could justify the cost in my mind. It works the same way for me with autos. Damn it I can fix old stuff and keep it running, no need to go in debt. Despite many attempts I have failed to come up with any new curse words to work with however. Not as creative as Dad in that respect.

The 100 percent chance of rain held off most of the day allowing for me to wind up tired by early afternoon. It feels good to do physical work and not have to do a lot of thinking. Got to stick with your strong points. Leave the brain work to the “Little Woman”.

After getting back to the house a facetime call from my son allowed me to watch our grandson playing. He is picking up words fast now. I like the fact he is beginning to combine words. Especially the new ones today. Read Book Dad. I hope reading will always hold his interest. I always loved to read. Perhaps that is the reason I never felt a great need to travel. Pick up a book and go anywhere my heart desires. One of my fondest memories is of my grandmother in her favorite chair reading. Or sitting at the kitchen table watching the birds out the window a book close at hand to look up any new arrivals. My father was never a good reader and never finished high school. He did read a lot of readers digest though. For years my grandmother gave us a subscription as a Christmas gift.

While listening to the governor’s virus update my daughter called me to the door. Seems a few Rose Breasted Grosbeaks’s had stopped by to visit the feeder. Beautiful birds. So we ended up the day sitting in the backyard watching the migrators looking like new ornaments in the Chestnut tree. This year the Towhees have become less spooky and the male sang its beautiful short song to add to the magic of doing nothing but appreciating natures bounty out our back door…

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4 Responses to Backyard Beauties

  1. ellen says:

    WOW, a female bird more beautiful than the males, at least in my opinion. Eastern Towhees. And wow, writing more beautiful every day. “Beautiful birds. So we ended up the day sitting in the backyard watching the migrators looking like new ornaments in the Chestnut tree. This year the Towhees have become less spooky and the male sang its beautiful short song to add to the magic of doing nothing but appreciating natures bounty out our back door…” Magic, soft and clear.

  2. Sounds like you need a weed whacker!
    A friend of mine paid $22,000 for a new tractor and most of it is plastic. I prefer the old New Holland and John Deere I use at work.
    I’ve always been a reader too but I never did read about birds much due to colorblindness. I love seeing them in your photos though. Great shots, one and all!

    • Jim says:

      New Hampshire Gardener,
      Most of the brush is to heavy for a weed whacker. I have not looked at the newer smaller tractors in the last 5 years. I bet they have added a lot of plastic. The old tractor we have is a case 970 90hp. Geez, over 40 years old now. Thank You…

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