Wednesday, November 20, 2019
The Things I See
The boundaries need touching up regularly as old posts and boundary trees slip away. I was adding some posts this week and examined this old remnant. You can see a nail inside the stem that was bent over a barbed wire, but look above that at something out of place.
Somebody drank a cool one and left the empty tucked into a fork; probably about sixty years ago. No Deposit, No Return, I guess!
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I looked, hoping that you found a bag of gold hidden by leprechauns. Instead you found a rusted empty can of Schlitz (or some such). These are interesting finds nonetheless.
I knew a man who was a dowser. He said that he could find anything with his dowsing rods on a map; he didn't need to be on the ground. He dowsed the farm on a plat book page and told me that there was a jar of silver money buried in front of the old house, which was gone by then. Another friend who uses a metal detector searched the yard and found diddly-squat. We still joke about the jar of silver money, though.
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