Friday, April 26, 2013

Lucy!

If a man insisted always on being serious,
and never allowed himself a bit of fun and relaxation,
he would go mad or become unstable without knowing it.
                              Herodotus


Most weekends before our busy season on the farm My Hero and I go to auction sales. As you know he goes to find the things he needs or convinced he needs and I go to spend time with him and his brother Dios hoping I will find something I need or convinced I need but mostly for the entertainment of photo and story gathering.

This past Saturday was no different, I knew going in it was a tool auction but I still wanted to go because honestly I love spending these times with My Hero. I am never surprised that I will undoubtedly find something that will peak my imagination and this time was no different.

It was another blustery day in Ontario which seems to be our norm this spring. This time unlike last weekend I was prepared, Pink Cadillac Boots, Stylin’ Black Coveralls, a toque and warm gloves were already packed and in a bag in the back of the Jeep. I wore my winter coat over top of my hoodie and had a blanket in the back seat; no way was I going to be cold this time. We drove through sleet, snow and winds that kept trying to push us off the road. I was fine with that as I busied myself with a quote book and ate one of the delicious muffins I had packed for the trip. I could hear the boys talking about the auction and what was there and how much they “needed” the things on the list. I sipped my water and tried to think of what I may see there hoping I would not be huddled in the Jeep waiting hours for them under the blanket I had brought.


After a quick stop at the Feed store, any farmer knows this is a regular thing if you are driving by it anyways you may need something so you have to look. The boys went in there and I went into the drugstore beside it to look around and ended up buying licorice, I have no idea why other than the fact it makes me happy, with that done we were on our way.

When we drove closer to the auction I could see literally a mile of cars and trucks some with fancy tool boxes in the back parked on both sides of the road, I knew this was going to be a busy one. I pulled on that winter coat my toque and my Pink Cadillac Boots and followed the boys down the road and across the lawn to see tables upon tables of tools of every kind. The back yard and front yard had tools and “boy” stuff littered in every spot available on the green grass. The sun finally emerged from behind the clouds and started to shine. I knew that I was in a man’s world surrounded by wall to wall men and knew there was nothing I was interested in but certainly understood by looking over to see both of the boys grinning ear to ear that we would not be leaving anytime soon.


I wandered around trying to take photos of things that looked interesting to me and found myself staring at a tool box with a drawer labelled LUCY, let me tell you my imagination went wild and the story teller in me had a million scenarios  running around in my head. This little drawer was above my eye level and knowing this was one of those times when I would love to be just a few inches taller but that was not going to stop me, I was intrigued. Looking around wishing a big tall man would come up and lift me up to see what was inside and knowing that would not happen for many reasons, I slid the door open slowly and lifted Leo the camera as high as I could and started clicking the button, having no idea what Lucy could possibly be. I slid the drawer closed. I was going to review what I had captured but I wanted to keep moving in this terrible cold.


I wandered around for a little more with Leo snapping some photos then knew I had to get back to the warmth of the Jeep and see what she, meaning Leo, had captured. In the warmth of the Jeep covered with my blanket I had the good sense to bring, my mouth full of that licorice that makes me happy, I pulled Leo from the warmth of her case. I was very excited as I started to review what photos I had taken but I took my time, I always seem to have an enormous amount of photos.
Questions started rushing through my head as I searched for the photos of that mystery drawer. What was Lucy, or Who was Lucy. My Pink Cadillac’s were now lying on the floor, my feet were resting on the dash, and my mouth was full of more licorice when I finally came to that photo that would solve this mystery. It was like reading a good mystery novel and I was finally going to solve it. I clicked one more photo over.


Being a little disappointed to say the least. I packed Leo back into her case I moved over to the driver’s seat and pulled that blanket up around me, pulled down my hoodie and covered myself with my winter coat closing my eyes. The sun was shining but it was still cold but I was off to dreamland to dream of Lucy and what or who it may be.


That photo has created more questions than answers. What do you think? Are you as disappointed as I? Who or what is Lucy?

Later

46 comments:

  1. Now I am very intrigued about Lucy. Maybe a little granddaughter of the man who owned the toolbox? Maybe a boat named Lucy he was working on? Maybe a wife named Lucy he did projects for? The possibilities are truly endless. You should write a story about who you think Lucy is!

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  2. I also am intrigued. Maybe Lucy is the name of a vehicle? Those marbles make me wonder if she is a little girl. The worst part is we will never know. Reminds me of a song by John Frusciante about how people pass by us all the time in the street or in cars and we never even notic it 'coming to you and then going away but for them nothing's changed, for them nothing has changed'. This person/thing, Lucy will never know the curiosity she has incited.

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  3. Maybe Lucy lost her marbles...so to speak.

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  4. I'd like to think she was a very loved child and those marbles are meant just for her. I'm sure they made her happy just like your licorice makes you happy. :)

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  5. Hahahaha - Lisa's comment just made me laugh! I am intrigued by Lucy, but I've got to admit I was hoping for something a little more exciting in that drawer. But then, maybe there are some great stories there, and I just didn't see them. Have a nice weekend, Buttons!

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  6. You find such interesting things, Buttons! I must say, I was quite interested to see what was in that drawer!

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  7. I love a good mystery... I'll have to think on this one. :)

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  8. Possibly some bits and bobs a small child of the family proclaimed a liking for and to keep her out of the important part of the toolbox he designated a special drawer just for her??? Maybe???

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  9. I'm guessing Daddy's Little Girl, who wanted to put her "stuff" in his box. So he gave her her very own drawer, and named it so she would know which one was hers!

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  10. Not as imaginative or mysterious but there is a trimming tool used in clay and plastic work called a Lucy.

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  11. My husbands shop has signs of his little "lucy's" all over the place. I am imagining a daughter ;)

    I would have gotten licorace too :)

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  12. Licorice is very good for digestion... don't think the sugar in it is great for the digestion but maybe the licorice over rides the sugar.

    Maybe Lucy was only allowed one drawer in that tool box.

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  13. I agree about the licorice!!! Do you prefer red or black?
    I love those marbles!!! They must be old ones, with their irregularities!!!
    I remember the days when I was forever pulling marbles out of the washer...

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  14. "if i lay on a floor somewhere in Canada I will always be able to recognize you by the bottom of your nose"

    LOL


    Lucy was my kind of kid friend if thats who that drawer belongs to - razor blades,lanyard clips,cow stomach magnet or bullet casing...and marbles.
    Yep, i would make friends with her in the neighborhood...

    as usual, love your auction photos so much that we are going to an auction tomorrow, yikes :o!!

    HAPPY ARBOUR DAY; emphasis on Canadian spelling! Ium goiung to add a "u" to everythuing nouw ... 'cause I sound liuke youu !!! louve iut!

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  15. i bet she was his daughter, and he allowed her to keep certain 'tools' like marbles and clips and the like in his tool box, too.

    i LOVE the pot for a birdhouse! too cool!

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  16. oh and the bluebird tin canister ? that is the coolest thing!!! and your photo makes it look like it came out of country living magazine!

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  17. I think it's so great that you took a picture of what was in the drawer, even though you couldn't see into it! That's good detective work! :-)

    I agree with the others who think it might be a little girl named Lucy who kept her things in the drawer.

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  18. I think Lucy was a special little girl!! This was a wonderful post.

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  19. B,

    I had a grandmother who named her gun Lucy and she would place it in her tool box. So, what do you think? A gun?

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  20. Hmmm...maybe a drawer devoted to Lucy's things? Or maybe the letters are an acronym for something. Interesting! Come tell us if you figure it out.

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  21. Enjoyed your story. As a farmers daughter I remember going to sales. : )

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  22. Very cool images, b!! I am trying to enjoy these cooler temperatures, soon we will be talking about the heat!!

    Happy Friday b!!

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  23. Lisa's comment made me laugh too! The contents of the drawer as well as the identity of Lucy certainly are fun to speculate about. I could also write a story, B...;) xx

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  24. Two weeks ago i asked my class what type of container held their priceless objects?

    I used to have a fancy cigar box. My family traveled so my treasures had to be portable.

    I figure "Lucy" is where treasures are kept.

    God asked people to build an Ark - once to carry LIFE - once to carry the directions to follow if we want to Live a Great Life . . .

    D'ya think??? treasures???
    love & love,
    -g-

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  25. such great photos of a wonderful day, everything has a story doesn't it,

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  26. It's a mystery! Looks like some marbles in the drawer, so maybe something he is saving back for a daughter or granddaughter? Now I'm curious...

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  27. I'm thinking Lucy was a little girl, either daughter or grand daughter, and that was her special drawer in the big tool box! :)

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  28. Hmmmm... What I'm wondering is that a memory card in that little plastic containers next to the g lass beads? What could be on that?

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  29. I think I concur that Lucy is a child precious to the owner of the tool box, who was allowed a special drawer for her very own treasures.
    Licorice makes me happy too, especially the soft Australian kind.

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  30. love the pot bird house...clever! you're a smart woman to take blankets with you...no wasted down time for you...smile.

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  31. Intriguing! I have to admit that Lisa's comment gave me a chuckle!

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  32. Hmmm...

    I am a little disappointed, but still curious!

    I think Lucy was special to someone, special enough that he gave his girl her own drawer to put her stuff in. :)

    Love that last image huddled up snug as a bug!

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  33. I have no idea who Lucy is but I think it's sweet she had her own drawer in her Dad's tool box!
    A couple of weeks ago I went with my Mom, Sister, and niece shopping. While they went in for manicures and pedicures, I took a nap in the car with the sun shining in. It felt wonderful. I slept hard for 45 minutes...until the phone rang and woke me up.

    Cindy Bee

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  34. Would you believe, I'm eating some licorice while reading your blog. As for Lucy .... I only know one and she's settled down under my chair. Sue x

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  35. I am intrigued about Lucy as well ;-)

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  36. I think Lucy was his daughter, the owner of the toolbox. She was, of course, special to him so he gave her a place to keep her treasures, like her marbles and that other thing, which looks like it is a book wrapped in a plastic cover. Almost like a hymn book, or am I running away with it now?

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  37. I just love reading what others comment : ) You always make us stop and think.

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  38. I am curious why the drawer had a label called Lucy.

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  39. Ah ha, it's taken me all day to finally get a chance to write this comment...

    Disappointed? Not at all.

    Loving the shots you got, and totally into the items..they are there for a reason you know.

    Jen

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  40. A shame you'll never know! Maybe it's better left to the imagination. Love licorice!

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  41. Hmm Lucy is right under the Texas drawer and to the right of the National Park drawer ... and no clues still ! Must be his special girl ... or he has named one of his tools lol

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  42. I love your vivid imagination and stories that wind throughout your moments. xx

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  43. Lucy...Goose-y!
    I'm sorry, but when I saw the assortment of things in the drawer, that's what I thought of.

    It looks like the place where things were stored which were unneeded at the time, but might be needed in the future, and so couldn't be thrown out. I like those clear marbles!

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  44. Ha! You held me in suspense to the very end! Not sure who Lucy is/was. But it sure was fun imagining what Lucy might be.

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  45. that bird house is just so charming! and can i say, i would like MY camera to peek under your hat! lol!!

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  46. I can't get past the licorice part...I have a craving now. Red or black?

    : )

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