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Saturday, October 13 2012


I got home from my Week-Long-Out-Of-Town-Crime-Scene-Class just in time for Other Half to pass the baton to me as he raced out the driveway to work.  I had just dropped "some" of my gear in the house and was out back with the dogs when I hear a giant crash in the side yard.

Yes, true to form, drama follows us - a tree had crashed to the earth, bringing down a power line with it.  Welcome home.

It was now dark. Other Half was gone. I don't know how to work a chain saw, AND the line was still hot.  I had yet to finish unloading the car.  My cell phone was dead. The home phone went dead as I called Other Half. At first I stood in the dark and just whimpered, then I decided that this too, was a blessing. (It's all about how you decide to view things!)

Yes, the tree had come crashing down, bringing down a power line, BUT no one was hurt. The neighbors' fence was intact. It smacked down inches from our water well, but it was fine too. Our dogs normally fence fight with the neighbor's cow dogs in THAT very spot, but everyone was in the back with me when the tree came down. AND wonder of wonders, the electricity was STILL on! Okay, it was flickering a bit, but it was still working. 

Fortunately Other Half had gathered enough from our conversation to call a friend of his who worked at the power company. Within an hour the man was at my front gate, (apologizing for the wait!) Within two hours the line was back up and the power company was cheerfully trimming more trees to avoid a future incident.  Apparently men LIKE playing with chain saws while standing in buckets way above the ground.

By that time my cell phone was back in business, and I had some new friends in the power company.  (God bless Country People!)

This morning I was faced with a daunting clean-up task.  The downed tree was covered in poison ivy.  


No problem!  I've got great Hired Help!


   5 hours later! 

By tomorrow all the poison ivy should be gone and all that's left will be to hook up the pieces to the jeep and drag them into the pasture.  Welcome home . . .



Posted by: forensicfarmgirl AT 07:30 pm   |  Permalink   |  12 Comments  |  Email
LO very L. Never rains but pours. Loved goaty pics. That's how I recycle my edible branches including the stuff that is trimmed yearly from my bush footpath. Electric co have it in their hand held gadget to feed to the goats. I made sure it was all safe food when I replanted many yrs ago.
Posted by Liz (Vic Aust) on 10/14/2012 - 12:58 AM
Without training, messing with power lines is like fishing from a railroad trestle.
Posted by Eric on 10/14/2012 - 11:30 AM
You are right..drama does follow you and what great stories!! Now, if I had a blog, it would read "Went to work , came home; went to work, came home, went to work etc, etc". Once in awhile, I could throw things in like "The BC bit the furnace man,the BC tried to bite the mailman, the BC ate a jumbo bag of mints etc, etc". I so enjoy your drama. Is that wrong?
Posted by Janet on 10/14/2012 - 01:04 PM
ROTFLMAO! "The BC bit the furnace man, the BC tried to bite the mailman, the BC ate a jumbo bag of mints . . ." LOVE IT! You gave me my laugh for the day!
Posted by forensicfarmgirl on 10/14/2012 - 08:57 PM
What happy goats! Looks like your yard crew didn't mind helping with the clean up at all!
Posted by WolfTexas on 10/15/2012 - 10:40 AM
WOW! It almost seems like a GOOD thing happened ;-) The goats had a feast, you met some nice new people, I get to see goat pics again (I've been missing them -- more, please!), and you got rid of the poison ivy! Did you think it was slightly suspicious / strange that the tree waited until you were home alone before it fell? ;-)
Posted by Terri's Pal on 10/15/2012 - 02:27 PM
Note taken! I will try to get more goat pics for you! On a side note: I now have poison ivy on my arms! I'm CERTAIN that it's because Dillon has been wandering around the poison ivy vines in search of the "perfect stick."
Posted by forensicfarmgirl on 10/15/2012 - 05:52 PM
Isn't it wonderful that our dogs can't get poison ivy like we do, but boy can they transfer it to us. Thank the powers that be that no one was hurt.
Posted by Nicole on 10/17/2012 - 04:23 PM
Is that Roanie I see there? Are she and Briar still good buddies? Any new babies on the way for sheep? I seem to recall the ram got loose earlier in the year and you thought you might have some fall babies......
Posted by Janie on 10/18/2012 - 10:24 AM
Yes, the dogs can definitely transfer poison ivy. I have it on my arms now because of Dillon!
Posted by forensicfarmgirl on 10/18/2012 - 11:51 AM
Yes, that is Roanie! I sent the bulk of the sheep to Dear Friend Cathy's ranch until we can move up to our north ranch full time. I just kept a small group of older sheep and a few lambs to keep the dogs working. Roanie is one of the older ewes that I kept here. This farm is set up for cattle and I cannot run as many sheep as I had before but I didn't want to loose the ewes or the genes, so Cathy has them. This group isn't bred, so this year we should only have baby goats.
Posted by forensicfarmgirl on 10/18/2012 - 11:55 AM
"LOSE" not "loose"!!! (Had a brain fart in there somewhere....)
Posted by forensicfarmgirl on 10/19/2012 - 10:59 AM

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