Tuesday, May 26, 2009 - Pittsfield MA
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First Mowing, home farm orchard, Red Rock, East Chatham NY, May 24, 2009
The season's first mowing is finished
One of the urgencies bringing me back to Red Rock by mid May each spring is the need to mow the fields before the growth gets beyond the capacity of Power-Trac PT-1845 Articulated Tractor's roughcut mower to handle the tall grass. Now that the mowing is done I can move on to other things - like finding the sources of those two pesky leaks in LD that are still eluding me - and are driving me crazy!
Great Horned Owl
Have a look at the neat picture I got of one of a pair of Great Horned Owls? I spotted a few minutes after I took the picture above. They were hanging out in the woods off to the left of the field pictured (for those who know what the following means, if you walk up to the evergreens in the picture and turn to the left you are standing in what was known as the "orchard" looking off the bluff and overlooking my grandparents now abandoned farmhouse).
Night camp
Wal-Mart Supercenter in Pittsfield MA
Wal-Mart Store #2228, 555 Hubbard Ave./Suite 12, Pittsfield, MA 01201 - (413) 442-1971
- Good level parking lot
- Verizon cell phone service is good
- Verizon EVDO Broadband service is good
- Find other Wal-Marts in the area
- Check the weather here
Waiting
I remember walking in art galleries, through the nineteenth century: the obsession they had then with harems. Dozens of paintings of harems, fat women lolling on divans,turbans on their heads, or velvet caps, being fanned with peacock tails, a eunich in the background standing guard. Studies of sedentary flesh, painted by men who'd never been there. These pictures were supposed to be erotic, and I thought they were, at the time; but I see now what they were really about. They were paintings about suspended animation; about waiting, about objects not in use. They were paintings about boredom.
The Handmaid's Tale, Margaret Atwood