Nov 26, 2011

Turkey Recap - A Cow, Plow and Mega Chow

SHUT THE DOOR, WE DON'T LIVE IN A BARN!!  So said mom when I was a boy and left the house ajar on a winter day or tarried at the open fridge too long.   

I didn't grow up in a barn, but we spent much time in or near one.  

My parents hauled my sister, bro' and me out to visit Grandma and Grandpa's farm every couple weeks.  Excitement to arrive made the hour slog to their country oasis drone on forever.  I couldn't wait to leap outta the Dodge Aspen station wagon, eager to stomp muck in my cowboy boots and pee in the breeze beyond the barn.  Grandpa or his twin boys, Uncle Bruce and Brian, would tractor me out to pasture on the Allis Chalmers.  

We'd feed cattle.
Collect a dusty load of alfalfa.
Rifle a couple rounds of .22.  
Or just sit and listen to windy silence.

It was the antithesis of city life.  I loved it.  



 
Grandma and Grampa passed a few years ago, Uncle Brian took over the family farm, and it's been awhile since I've visited.  So I was happy to learn Uncle B. and his wife would be hosting Thanksgiving on the farm this year.  A chance to let Pigtails run ape-wild and pee behind the barn.

It was as open and free as I remember it decades ago.  I chisel plowed a couple acres with the big turbo diesel John Deere.  Family gabbing mixed with turkey and smoked ham hit the spot.











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7 comments:

  1. Just enchanted...thanks for the trip down memory lane. My son is a single dad, too. I shall pass your blog info onto them. Know they will enjoy your blog. ContenthermitCriesOut.blogspot.com

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  2. @Bruce - Thanks, the old disposable camera is holding up well.

    @Happy Hermit - Thanks for reading and passing along! My goal is to encourage other single dads/moms out there.

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  3. Awesome pics and it looks more fun than I would imagine a farm would be. There are feet dangling from the ceiling of that one. Not sure what kind of farm you guys are hanging around but be careful.

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  4. @Christina - Dangling foot...I left the room, came back in and there it was, a blasted size 4 little girl kicker waiving around from the ceiling.

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  5. Rachael11/28/2011

    All my life, as far back as I can remember, I've wanted to live on a farm. I can't truly imagine a more satisfying life. Pigtails is one lucky kid!

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  6. Great photos! Looks like fun to me! :)

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