My nephew has been working hard to get my field ready to plant. Since we’re adding the area from the pumpkin patch and where we removed the old trailer, it takes a little more work this spring. He field cultivated. Well, until the hydraulic hose broke.
He filled in gaping holes where trees had been blown down and moved the huge tree, so it wasn’t in the middle of the field. He got rid of scrubby mulberry shrubs. He turned it into a part of the field rather than a pasture that wasn’t able to be planted.
Where he field cultivated, it turned up a lot of stuff. He picked up a bunch. I picked up a bunch. There was wood from the trees, concrete chunks from where we removed the old trailer house, bits of metal wire, and lots of simply trash.
Well, at least I found a spoon to replace the one I lost. And a fork!
There’s still a bunch of junk left out there. It will keep working out of the ground for years, and we’ll keep picking it up every time we are there. What really amazes me is the number of shoes I’ve found on this farm.
It almost reminds me of a certain episode of Criminal Minds where the serial killers fed the bodies of their victims to the pigs.
I do hope you’ll come back and join me for Friday’s Hunt. The items for this week are at the top of my side bar.