Apologies if this is the wrong forum for this but a few bud lights into a Friday evening I'm unconcerned and thought I would try and have a little fun with you folks. I figure anyone who likes to heat with wood has a little country in them no matter where they live.
Lived in the country most of my life and spent the last 30 years raising a family with my lovely wife 5 miles down a dirt road no matter which road you take. In that time you get to know a lot of old timers and I was always fascinated with some of the country lore they would come up with in ways to predict things before they happened by watching nature. Example: You can tell it's going to rain when the ants are building up around their holes. Pretty well known that one.
So, I had the pleasure of getting to know one that had my respect from the first day I met him many years ago. Name was Dick Streeter,
dead now, but used to skid logs with a team of horses. Collected sap using the same team. Never drew a paycheck in his whole life. Never had a drivers license. Raised a family of 5 kids, one of his boys is my best friend. Weathered, tough, you know the type.
Country lore from Dick Streeter: "When the worms nests are high in the trees there's gonna be heavy snow for the Winter."
That's my offering. Yours?
Lived in the country most of my life and spent the last 30 years raising a family with my lovely wife 5 miles down a dirt road no matter which road you take. In that time you get to know a lot of old timers and I was always fascinated with some of the country lore they would come up with in ways to predict things before they happened by watching nature. Example: You can tell it's going to rain when the ants are building up around their holes. Pretty well known that one.
So, I had the pleasure of getting to know one that had my respect from the first day I met him many years ago. Name was Dick Streeter,
dead now, but used to skid logs with a team of horses. Collected sap using the same team. Never drew a paycheck in his whole life. Never had a drivers license. Raised a family of 5 kids, one of his boys is my best friend. Weathered, tough, you know the type.
Country lore from Dick Streeter: "When the worms nests are high in the trees there's gonna be heavy snow for the Winter."
That's my offering. Yours?