Peevish Pen

Ruminations on reading, writing, genealogy and family history, rural living, retirement, aging—and sometimes cats.

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I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), Miracle of the Concrete Jesus & Other Stories, and several Kindle ebooks.

Thursday, June 29, 2023

Blooms in June 2023

 Some flowers that were blooming in late June:

Day Lilies.



The last of the roses, which have been blooming since spring.


Rose of Sharon—I have lot of these.




Chickory.



Queen Anne's Lace.


Black-eyed Susans.



Prickly pear cactus.



These blooms of June
Will fade
Too soon.
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Monday, June 05, 2023

Sutherland Place 2023

 The other day, I posted about the 2022 hay crop on the Sutherland Place. Here are some pictures I took on June 6, 2023, when about a third of the farm's 75 acres of hay had been cut. A lot of the hay this year is thick and lush:







The old hay barn still stands, but barely:




An old tree, mostly dead except for a bit of green midway up, stands near the barn.


William Milton Sutherland's cabin continues to deteriorate. The collapsing chimney has lost bricks, the windows are fallling out, and part of the roof has blown off. Hay was cut to within a few feet from it.




The uncut patch is where the hearth in the old kitchen was.


How long before the cabin is gone? Time will tell. . . .

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Saturday, June 03, 2023

Spring 2022 Hay

I never got around to finishing this post about last year's hay-cutting, but it's apropos for what's going on now on the Sutherland Place. So far two fields have been cut and baled this week, but several fields are yet to be cut. A chance of storms has postponed cutting for a while—just like this time last year.

The fields look pretty much alike from year to year.

On a Saturday in mid-June 2022, the last of the spring hay was cut on the Sutherland Place. Part of it had already been cut, raked, baled, and hauled away a week earlier, but forecasts for bad weather had postponed cutting the rest. 

Here's what the fields looked like on that Saturday. A year later, they still look the same.





One of the tractors used for raking:


These last hayfelds are near what used to be William Milton Sutherland's home.  He was the grandson of the original owner, Philomen Sutherland. The house—actually a double-pen log cabin covered in clapboarding—still stands, but parts of it are collapsing, so its days are numbered.


While hay was cut close to the house, a little weedy patch in the midst of the field was left alone. It's where the hearth for the long-gone kitchen was. The kitchen was midway between the side door and the henhouse.


Here's a closer look at the door:


The top of the chimney is missing, and the bottom has collapsed. Part of the cabin's front (the left side, not shown) has bowed out. 

The back of the cabin still looks straight, but looks are deceptive.


Below is what's left of the henhouse.


Beside the big hayfield is a large barn that's starting to fall in.


A different view:  


And a closer look:


In its heyday,  lot of hay was pitched into the loft . . .


. . . but the loft is long gone and the methods of making hay have changed.


In the middle of one of the smaller hayfields is what's left of an old tobacco barn. 



Here's a view from the other side.


Looking from the remains of the old tobacco barn, the big barn is at the left and what used to be an equipment shed is farther down the hill. Some of the round bales are beyond the tractor.


Farming has changed a lot since Phil Sutherland arrived in the 1790s with his young bride Fannie; and since Milton Sutherland raised his family in the cabin in the mid-1800s, went off to war, and returned to take up farming—but haying is still done every spring and fall.

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