Monday, November 10, 2014
Every year for Halloween students from the college farm crew put pumpkins in the openings, and this year they've left them out. Every day this past week I've wanted to go draw the pumpkins, and I finally made it tonight just before dark. I got as close as I could, crouched down on the county road side while semis and cars whipped past. I noticed that some of the pumpkins are looking a little wan, but that only makes them better. I love the silo in all its seasons and times of day, but especially when festooned with slouching pumpkins.
The other double intervention is along one of the trails that I often walk in the woods. Many years ago someone thought it would be good to bring some goats to live in the woods at the foot of the mountain near the little apple orchard. Theoretically the goats would keep the orchard mowed, and they would produce some milk at the same time. So they knocked together a milking stand (today almost completely reclaimed by vines) and a little hut. The hut has recently sprouted a plastic gnome doll with hot pink hair. He stands inside the hut like he's trying to decide whether or not to rent it.