Laura and I had an action packed thriller of a day today. We did all sorts of things from picking up a ton of pellets to checking out some baby ducks and chickens to looking at really cool huge machinery to cruising around and taking pictures of a wood splitting operation. What fun. Good thing we brought the camera along for the ride.
The day’s main chore was to buy our last ton of pellets for the season. I know I already said I bought the final ton and I swear, if I really tried, I bet I could squeeze the last ten bags to cover the remaining cold days up here in Maine. I could do it – I know I could. The only problem is that one of us might not make it through. It’s supposed to go down to -10 degrees tonight, and while I’m rugged and tough enough to get through the worst of times, let’s just say our tender side might end up turning into a popsicle. Of course I’m exaggerating here because we all know that when it comes to enjoying the cold, she’s much better at it than I am. I’m getting there though. I haven’t complained once this Winter about being cold and I’m colder than I’ve ever been in my life. There’s something to be said for jumping into the fray and just getting it done. It’s getting done.
There was another task I had to get done today. Recently, I mentioned, to my father, the finer points of a logging job that was going on down the road from us. I told him about all the wood these guys took off a specific lot and how they stacked the tree tops about 50 feet in the air. There were two piles. One really huge one and one half huge one. Either way, they were both really huge and I told my father about how badly I wanted to go down the road with my truck and figure out a way to start cutting firewood from these tops. I told him I’d take a picture of them to show him just how much wood there was. I’m sure you understand when I say that it’s not the simplest thing in the world to attempt to describe logging jobs to someone who’s over 1000 miles away. A picture would be so much better.
Did you see those pictures? Can you guess what happened? Yep, you got it. By the time I got to the lot, it was empty. Someone or someones has already come by and had taken all the tree tops away. All they left were some branches on the ground. What a bummer because I was really excited about showing my dad. Oh well. There’s always next time I suppose.
One thing we did see and one thing Laura got a really great picture of was a turkey walking about in the snow. Check it out.
How’s that for finally getting a decent picture of a wild turkey?
On to Tractor Supply we went. The goal, like I said, was a ton of pellets. I also wanted to pick up two flat metal shovels – one for each vehicle in case of getting stuck in the snow. It’s smart to carry a shovel in your car around here. You never know what’s going to happen.
When we went inside Tractor Supply, we looked at the boots, looked at some auto related stuff and I picked out the shovels. Then, we noticed the faint sound of chirping off in the distance. We walked closer and discovered baby ducks and chickens waiting to be sold to good souls who want to raise them as egg producers and pets. We even got some pictures for you.
I hope you took a good look at those pictures. It’s pretty magical what you can find at Tractor Supply.
After checking out all the poultry, we paid for the shovels and pellets and pulled the truck around to the loading dock out back. That’s when my domestic partner hopped out and started snapping away. She got some nice pictures of the guy loading the truck with the pellets. Hint: when getting a truck loaded with something, sit inside and hold the brake. It will keep pressure off the transmission.
Okay, that was done. Off to the food store and then back home. But wait, what about those really huge pieces of machinery that we passed on the way in? Yeah, we passed some serious bucket loaders that were being sold by Frank Martin Sons in Madison, Maine. If I couldn’t get the tree top pictures for my father, I could surely pose in front of some bucket loaders for him. So that’s what I did (with the help of my domestic partner). Maybe I’ll get one of these to shovel the driveway.
Lastly, and before we made it to the food store, we passed by a really sweet wood splitting operation that was put together by a few guys about two years ago. It’s called “Log Land” and it’s also in Madison, Maine. It’s probably the biggest firewood outfit I’ve ever seen in person. We got pictures of that too, because that’s what we do. Enjoy and Happy St. Patrick’s Day!