Mr. P’s table of wooden bowls, lamps, cutting boards, trays, etc. and Mrs. P. does lovely paintings on some of the woodwork. Mr. P. told me, “You need to come over; I’ve got a whole outbuilding full of stuff.” I replied, “Last time I visited you and Mrs. P. it cost so much money I had to write a check.” We both laughed because I bought more than a dozen Christmas gifts (and ended up keeping
a lot some) and didn’t come close to damaging my checking account. (Yeah, I am a sucker for hand crafted goodies and plan a visit to his outbuilding…soon!)
These are scrubbies, crocheted from tulle and designed to use at the kitchen sink, although one could use them as bath scrubbies. The one I’ve been using is long past prime but still usable so it’s great to find more; the price was so good, I bought three and since they’re thick, it’ll take a long while to wear out.
After the craft show, it was time to visit the grand opening of the Republican Party in Tazewell County.
Sunday past, the TATERS…aka Tazewell Antique Tractor & Equipment Riders… visited the Cove. This group of antique tractor enthusiasts have their own Facebook page and a fair number of folks who haul their antique, and not so antique, tractors around Tazewell County to enjoy the fellowship, beautiful days and, in the case of the Cove, a benefit hot dog supper.
For those of you to whom such things matter, my apologies but I cannot tell you the year of this John Deere tractor. Bob H. is driving and I love how he’s rigged a canopy for shade…something I need for my twenty-plus year old Deere.
This tractor is driven by Daddy John, valley neighbor, the same Daddy John who cuts and bales my hay but on a different tractor. I seem to recall this is a 1930’s Ferguson tractor and believe he told me tractors with back skinny wheels and two closely spaced front wheels are most dangerous for mountainous terrain. I believe it and even though my Deere is much safer and has 4-wheel drive, there are still places on my farm that frighten me but not Daniel, a sometimes farm helper.
There were two of these Ford tractors and looked both sturdy, compact and a lot safer than the tractors with two small front wheels. I believe there were more than 30 tractors and a couple of UTV’s (utility terrain vehicles) riding from the Cove Community Center, across Rt 91—the only primary dirt road in the Commonwealth of Virginia—and back again. They left around 2:00 and returned around 5:30 for their hot dog supper.
Bob Moss, Chairman, wearing the straw hat, welcomed the TATERS prior to asking Pastor Danny to bless the meal. Bob is celebrating his 19th year of being the Tazewell Bulldogs ‘voice’ at the Friday night football games. (Bob also dug the hole to bury Lightly, my first mare, last November…still haven’t been able to write about that event.)
I’ve got a couple of short videos showcasing the tractors to put on youtube; will let you know once they’re on-line, hopefully, first of the week. Frankly, after mostly standing for six hours on concrete, my back is crippled and I’ve been existing on Aleve, Aspirin and the occasional heavy duty Ibuprofen for
grins good measure. A good part of my week has been spent with a heating pad between me and the floor, while I’m reading great books. Speaking of…are you familiar with Joe Pickett, Wyoming Game Warden? This series is written by C. J. Box and I have consumed as many novels as I can wrap my hands around! Who doesn’t love cowboys, eh?
Thank you for your kind comments on A Girl With a Dream Becomes a Woman With a Vision post; my plan is to respond Sunday, after church, depending on pain level.
Ponder this ~ Don’t get so busy making money to buy the things you want that you forget about the things money can’t buy.