As I mentioned, my boys and I trekked out to my brother’s place a week ago. My boys wanted to do some fishing, and they not only did some fishing, but also did some catching. Me, I hung out with my brother and his wife. And we walked the edges of his property, 25 acres of lightly rolling hills with some woods at the edges, an old barn, and, as mentioned, a fishing pond.
As we walked, we talked about:
- The cross-fencing he removed because a previous owner had run cattle, but they were in the way of hay cutting; I mentioned Nogglestead had been cross-fenced at one time, and that I found the lines where the bottom strand of barbed wires were still buried back in my metal-detecting days (which, to be honest, were like two: I looked for and found a tiller pin I lost, which is why I bought a cheap metal detector, and two, the day I ran it over Nogglestead’s margin nearest the Old Wire Road and found only the barbed wire, which I initially thought might be buried power lines (double parentheses, but I now know to look at the electric lines from the road to the security lights to the actual drop which are overhead, but then I was ignaint)).
- The fact that we had enough cherries for a pie and might eventually get enough blackberries for a pie if we could be arsed to go pick them.
- That the boys and I were sorta doing the Rural Missouri Missouri Snapshots contest this year, and that we’d gone to the Nathan and Olive Boone Homestead State Historical Site for photos, but the closest actual State Parks to us are Roaring River State Park and Table Rock State Park (state forests and other Missouri Department of Conservation areas do not count as locations where you can take pictures for the contest.
We left on Saturday morning after that walk, and after I got home, my Facebook feed was all like:
C’mon, man. Along with with the Travis Kelce post I mentioned earlier, that is four posts that Facebook showed me within a day of talking within earshot of a phone with the Facebook app installed (and perhaps even running).
As the Philosopher said, “Blue Steel? Ferrari? Le Tigra? They’re the same face! Doesn’t anybody notice this? I feel like I’m taking crazy pills!”
