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  • EPISODE 570 RAVENS — TESTING OUR TOLERATION

    EPISODE 570      RAVENS TEST OUR TOLERATION LEVEL


    alan skeoch
    april 14, 2022

    Ravens are intelligent!  Right?   Appaently have an I.Q. of 111…which is more than
    many humans if the measurement is the same.  We have two nesting in our drive shed.
    Big nest.   And they seems to know us.  They can tell one human from another.. a nice
    human from a bad one.  Edger Allan Poe wrote about ravens.  I am not sure whether
    he liked them or was afraid them.  Something sinister in the way they look at me.  Is
    it love…hate…or just amusement.  At first they were cautious.  Rarely even saw them.
    Then they began to hang around.  To hop from machine to machine while I worked.
    Dare I turn my back on them?

    The eat lots of things including baby birds.  LIKE baby pigeons which are not welcome
    in the barn.

  • EPISODE 569 WILL FARM SALES EVER RETURN IN ONTARIO (loss due to Covid 19)

    EPISODE 569   WILL FARM SALES EVER RETURN TO ONTARIO (loss due to Covid 19)


    alan skeoch
    April 13, 2022

    For the past 40 or 50 years we have been attending farm sales just about every Saturday.
    Our territory extended as far east as Napanee … as far north as Orillia and Alliston…as far south
    as Fort Erie … as far west as Kitchener and assorted Amish and Mennonite communities even
    moe distant.  There seemed to be no end to these sales.  Sometimes we had to choose from
    a list of 10 or 15.  To our boys, Kevin and Andrew, they thought these sales would never 
    end.  They loved them as much as we did.  All kinds of weird and wonderful machines were up
    for auction every week end.   Often we filled our truck and trailer with things that no one really
    wanted anymore.

    Three summers ago Andrew, Jack and I drove west to the Amish School Auction.  
    This auction sound modest but it is one of the biggest auctions in Ontario, especially
    if you are interested in patchwork quilts, wagon wheels, cream scpearadtors, threshing
    machines and a huge cowboy boot.   Only one boot!


    Some people think the Amish are dour…i.e. do not smile a lot.  Well, this picture
    sure disproves that.  Husband and wife laughing along with their horse who seems to
    find me amusing



    One of the sad results of the Covid 19 fear is the end of the Amish School Auction.    Will it come back this July?
    Hope so.



    This is our grandson Jack.  He is unpredictable st times.  And this auction was one of those times.  While Andy and I
    were bidding on machines, Jack bid and won a care full of rabbits.  Rabbits?  We had no place for rabbits.   NO room in
    the truck unless we left something more important like a fanning mill behind. Which is what we did.   At home Jack built
    a rabbit run and enjoyed his rabbits for a short time.  Then one night a fox got them all.  Jack heard the rabbits screaming
    and ran out in his underwear but no luck.  All dead.







    That’s our son Andrew….dead centre in blue…looks Amish for sure

    Just in case you did not know him…that’s Ivan with the head tag.  Need met him before and have no idea why he had
    that bold red tag on his hat.   Amish rake pride in modesty.  But not Ivan.

    I think we bought this 1890’s cone sheller and the stove.  not sure as already have two.  Why?   Good question.



    Love this wood seed drill but resisted buying it as fear wood wheels would rot in field. No room in barn.  


    Bought this wood water trough…perfect condition…never used.  



    We did buy this baby carriage circa 1870…never know when such will be useful



    See…I told you the carriage would be useful…for a saddle….

    The is Andrew’ truck and trailer….we filled both.







    These young Amish girls passed by…close…I think they thought Andrew and Jack were potential husbands.  Auction sales
    are perfect places for Amish to meet each other.


  • EPISODE FOLLOW UP…ICE CREAM LOCATION (AND A PROBLEM)

    EPISODE?  NOT SO.   THIS IS A CHALLENGE


    alan skeoch
    April 11, 2022

    HOW DO I EAT THIS ICE CREAM?

    I AM MASKED AND TRIPLE FISTED ….


    REQUESTS:  Where can I get this ice cream?  (asked by a few readers)
    Place….Erin, Ontario, Main Street, across from LCBO










  • april 20…cold with snowflakes…”WHY DON’T WE STOP IN ERIN FOR ICE CREAM?”


    A SMALL MINI ADVENTURE THAT WENT MUSHY AS KEVIN DROVE


    The plan was to stop in Erin for ice cream.  Seemed a good idea…except kev sort of overdid it.


    ALL seemed fine as we left Erin…ice cream cones in hand.  Then Kevin pushed the cone too hard…popped his
    finger right through the cone.  The huge mound of ice cream fell on his other hand.   No hand
    to drive the car.  “Here Dad, you take it.”   What to do?   The loaded cone was dribbling on the
    rented ttruck seat.  “Pitch it!”  So I did.  Empty road shoulder now has two or three pounds of ice
    cream for a wandering raccoon.
      Not really littering.  Edible.
    alan, April 10, 2022