It has been a busy weekend. Had several plans for what was going to happen but had to adapt accordingly. Part of the roof is leaking on the exterior, so the plan was to remove the shingles and reshingle the area. Well when we got up it was raining, so that shot the plans to the wind. Couldn't quite start on the new porch either, since I didn't really think it was a good idea to work with wet timbers...so then I remembered that there was a festival going on at the local steam grounds. So after I took my wife to work, and cooked up a nice breakfast, the wee one took a nap, and then we loaded up and off we went. Seems like the rain was definitely a sign that I was supposed to take the kids out. At the festival there was a flea market, steam show, parade, tractors galore, the old farm buildings [cabin, barn, trading post, wood shop, print shop, and metal shop], civil war re-enactors, and food galore.
The first table we walked to after unloading the caravan [dad + 6 kids], had something that we have been looking to acquire for awhile. Stoneware shoulder jugs! I found three in very nice condition and with minimal chipping. After haggling a bit of a deal, I quickly took them to the truck.
At the old trading post, the gentleman had another item I have been seeking. I wasn't sure that the items he had were for sale or if they were just for show, but hanging in the rafters were a couple of scythes. I went in to ask him if they were available, but he was busy talking with another couple and the kids were ready to move so I determined to go back after a bit and see what I could find out. We stopped in the old cabin and let the kids look around. It is a one room original homestead cabin that they exhibit. I got into a bit of a tiff with the gentlemen inside though. My son made a comment that he wanted to live in a cabin like this when he was older and the man inside [in his late 40s early 50s] proceeded to tell him what a horrible life it was to live in a cabin like so. He was very discouraging in his attitude and while we walked away I made it a point to discuss the possible reasons for his attitude and told the children that he surely had no right to say what he said. After wandering through an enormous amount of tractors from the 1930's to present day, we came to the Civil War Encampment. The unit was a light artillery unit who had three cannons with them. After spending some time checking out the artifacts, they actually let the kids play with them...which gave me tremors watching them opening the old spy glass or rolling around the cannon shot, playing with the black powder revolvers - it showed that old time craftsmanship was made to last for sure. We spent a good hour and a half there, watching the cannons fire and exploring. Even had a nice trail lunch of pickles, peanuts, jerky and blueberry bread with sarsaparilla soda to wash it down. We walked around a bit more and then it was back to the trading post. After talking with the owner [a gentlemen in at least his 70's] he told me that no one in his family had figured out how to use the scythes since his grandfather. I explained what I want to use it for and he said since he had 4 he could part with one...for $5.00! I quickly scooped up the sturdiest one I could find and thanked him for his help.
Then it was off to the steam train, more shops, more tractors, then it was time to go home and feed the critters.
Sunday morning was a nice wake-up call! When I went outside there just happened to be four pigs wandering about the property, clearly not where they were supposed to be. Wish I would have took a picture though, because I sure felt like an old swineherder when I walked the piggie parade back to the hole they made in the fence. After repairing that and taking care of the rest of the critters we had breakfast and went right to work on the new porch [which you can see in the background of the pics]. We all worked all day on it till we ran out of timbers. It was a nice surprise though for mama when she got home! I can't wait to finish it. It is a 12' x 16' form, which is enormous compared to our old 3' by 3' porch. It should be the backdrop for a lot of good times to come. Once we got everything cleaned up and done for the day, we waited for mom to come home and finished off the rest of the homemade root beer. It was a great weekend!
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