Lost on Dragonfly Farm

After we finished up with the Halloween madness, it was time to get really started on clearing a chunk of forest for my possible horses. The trees are very thick in the area and for some reason Bruce wants to keep half of them. I can’t have that many trees in my way, besides this is my claimed piece of dirt. He has his part, I claimed this one and I should get to do what ever.

His job is cutting things with the chainsaw. I’m not going to use that thing, it’s heavy and it covers you with gas and oil(man work).

My job is to burn the wood that were not going to use and stack the trees that we turn into fence posts. We had a little communication problem, he wasn’t cutting all the ones I decided needed to go. I took matters into my own hands and trees started to disappear. How? It turns out that with our tractor even 10 inch round trees can just be pulled out of the ground. I had the best time ever, poor Bruce came home from work and I explained that while I was in the house eating lunch the trees just got up and committed suicide.  His chainsaw has been busy ever since.

The area I’m trying to clear is about an acre and it was thick with trees. You can see in this picture that I’ve managed to get grass growing in the other section. I hope to let the horses have the run of that area a year from now.

The cedar trees that we take down will be used as the fence posts and the skinny ones will be cross ties. I’ve figured we’ll need 60 posts and I’ve got plenty. The next step will be renting an auger for the day. There’s no way I’m doing this with a manuel post hole digger, I’m not insane.

We still have a ways to go on the clearing,  just waiting for the rain to go away. I’ll post our fence building when we get to it.

Erin and I were recruited by Bruce to help with the Rossville Volunteer Fire Dept. Fall Festival. It was a fund raiser and our job was to man Bruces booth, take money and watch the pain.

Bruce came up with the bright idea that people would pay money to shoot paintballs at a clown. He was right, it turns out that kids really love to shoot clowns. The clown ran back and forth between hay bales and for a dollar you got 3 shots. Kids lined up to kill him. In all he raised 90 dollars at his booth, that’s 270 shots attempted and I think more than half hit him. It was fun watching the carnage. Bruce would try to trick them running slow then fast but in the end he forgot an important fact. We live in the country and even the little kids had fired a weapon before.  A  fat clown was an easy target. The next day I had to listen to a lot of moaning and groaning cause he was pretty sore.

I couldn’t let Bruce have all the fun. Erin and I had a little shooting match, while Bruce took a break. I got to shoot her 20 times and she got to shoot me 10. In the end I ended up with the winning bruises. Erin is a good shot and I should have known better.

The Festival was a nice distraction from way current project. I’ll tell you about that next time.

They had live music.

The other popular game with the locals. For 1 dollar you could try to dunk one of the cops into the tank. These guys have given out a lot of speeding tickets so they were dunked a lot.

There were firemen hose contests too.

We had a good time, don’t know if they raised much money but it was a beautiful 75 degree sunny day you can’t beat that.

Here is a little peak at Halloween. I wish I could take more pictures but we were having too much fun.

The woods have turned into one scary nightmare. At night there’s a red glow that makes you want to go have a peek. I know what the wizard is hiding behind the curtain, I’ll let you have a peek, even though it’s not yet time.

The path is narrow in places so you really can’t avoid the spiders.

The six foot spider is hiding. I can’t show you everything it just wouldn’t be right.

I can show you the cemetery. The epitaphs are funny. Bruce has a big mirror out there so as you walk by you’ll get a glimpse of yourself. It scares me every time.

Now you know what we’re busy doing.