Peevish Pen

Ruminations on reading, writing, rural living, retirement, aging—and sometimes cats. And maybe a border collie or other critters.

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Location: Rural Virginia, United States

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.

Friday, November 17, 2006

Leaving More Marks

The nearly three inches of yesterday’s rain left the lawn mushy. Even yesterday afternoon’s strong winds didn’t dry it. When Maggie and I walked last night, I could feel the earth squishing beneath my feet.

The soft lawn proved too much temptation for one of the locals. This morning the fresh tracks showed where one of them spun his tires on the lawn last night. Well, it has been a couple of weeks since the last tracks were left. I guess we were due. . . .

The tracks were left by a smaller vehicle than the average pick-up truck. The top photo shows the direction the driver was headed; the bottom, the direction he came from. You can see in the bottom photo how the muffler left a mark. That's when he must have decided to get off the lawn before he left his muffler as evidence.

Saturday—tomorrow!—the general firearms season starts, so I can expect more vandalism—some, no doubt, involving mutilated deer corpses, shot-up signs, beer bottles tossed into the hayfields, etc. At least that’s happened in the past.

Maybe this year will be different, though. Maybe the vandals have grown up.

Do vandals ever grow up?



Blogger CountryDew said...

I shall hope that you don't have to put up with torment during the hunting season.

3:53 PM  

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