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Don’t Procrastinate…..

“The time to repair a roof is when the sun is shining.” John F. Kennedy

leaky roof--SwittersB-rural-Oregon


Those Old Places: Don’t You Wonder?

Old Ranch House just west of Madras, Oregon (SwittersB)

As you push on, heading from one point to another, you pass those old places off the highway. Setting there alone, usually abandoned, visited only by the harsh weather and the occasional person with a camera.

I often wonder who originally stopped along the way on some wagon rutted road or dirt tract and considered the vistas, the land, the water, or lack thereof, and the possibilities. Were they alone? Was it two brothers, a man and woman, a family, a lone soul? What time of year was it? How did they come by the building materials and how long did it take to build the home? 

What dreams did they have? They had probably escaped the confines of civilization, but were they lonely? How did they leave here? Was it opportunity or defeat that made them walk away? Did people die here or who was born here? Was anyone ever buried on this land, their remains’ location long forgotten?

These are but a few questions that blaze through my mind as I drive by or on rare occasions pull over and contemplate the structure. Someday, if I am still alive, I will drive by and see that the house has collapsed. Will anyone else notice?

Old Homestead (SwittersB)


The Old Farm: You Can Go Back For a Bit

In one form or another, we have all heard of the saying “you can never go home again“. The Pacific NW is seemingly full of folks that moved West from Wisconsin, Minnesota and the Dakotas….hell the Mid West. Many, like my father in law sold the family farm 40+ years ago, because no one else wanted to work it and he was losing his money and sanity. He moved the family West for more stability and opportunity. Others in the family remained behind working their parcels of land and eventually retiring.  

Recently, one of my sons traveled back to the home again with his grandparents….to visit surviving elders for a probable last hurrah and to check out the old farm. One symbolic piece still stands that gives a sense you can go home again if only to point at what was………….

The last vestige of the old farm…the old homestead. A silo with his grandfather’s name still visible. TMuncy


Heat (afternoon wind, reflected heat and hot shade)

Can you feel the reflection of radiant heat bouncing off the dry grass and hard packed soil? The wind is so hot you sweat. Shelter along side this old homestead would only be a slight respite. When it is so hot in the shade that you don’t want to move…it is hot even in the shade. Right now, that sounds good….but only if it doesn’t rise much above 100 degrees. I have become a bit of a fair weather fly fisher: don’t relish ice in the guides and my snot freezing nor do I much like the crushing heat that makes each drawn breath akin to camping buy the open oven door. Just enough exposure to such extremes allows for dramatic stories, but that is all I need these days.     


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