Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Retreater

Good talk is like good scenery-continuous,
yet constantly varying,
and full of charm of novelty and surprise.
           Randolph Silliman Bourne


Naked trees stand and shiver, with those new buds that have already emerged probably wishing that had waited a little longer. The ground is littered with last autumn’s discard of their leaves, which now lie below all brown, crumpled and rotting.


With nary a cloud in the sky, the sun shines brightly. I stand in the middle of a huge crowd of fleece and down, toque and hoodie layered up, crowd. Half an hour of misery, and then I retreat. It appears these old bones are not what they used to be. Shivering and defeated I give in.


It is that time of year again. A beautiful April day, and if you are sitting inside looking out from an old truck window, it is the perfect day for an auction. I now sit with the warmth of the sun on my legs chasing away the chill.


The tops of the trees bend to the south, while the bitterly cold wind from the north pushes with all its might, showing us all who is really in charge. I watch as paper-cup coffee holding, all bundled up and defeated auction goers now also retreaters walk by to get to their own trucks. They also feel this need to calm the screaming of their own aching in the bitter cold bodies, for at least a minute or two.


A well-fed old black Labrador follows and then mingles among those auction retreaters like me, who head for the warmth of their trucks. That well insulated old Labrador stops, stands and stares under the window of that warm old truck. His big brown eyes meet my sleep deprived droopy eyes. I know what he is thinking.


“What kind of tough farmer are you supposed to be?” I smile and think to myself, a wise old wimpy one. I open the door. He walks away, to no doubt ask the man in the truck parked behind me the same question. I wish I could understand dog.

Later


20 comments:

  1. Years back we got some very good buys at an auction on just such an inclement day...

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  2. I think I see some sadness in that poor old lab. He must be feeling the sadness of his master. Farming is a tough and challenging job. Auctions are becoming more frequent.
    I hope you're warmed up today. The sun is really shining today and i can see tiny blades of grass poking through.
    Hugs,
    JB

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  3. B,

    I love reading your posts about the auctions, and looking at of your pictures.
    Being an animal lover, I would love to know what was on that dogs mind as well.
    Hugs,
    Sandy

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  4. Too bad it was not warmer to enjoy the auction. Great images!

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  5. what a sweet pup! love the stone wall, too.

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  6. There is nothing like the sun to warm the bones, no matter what time of year.
    Hugs M xox

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  7. This poor old dog looks like he's part of the farm and knows that his time there is short.Like you. I think auction sales are very sad.

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  8. Blue sky, full sun can sometimes be deceiving with these current temperatures . . .
    Hope you managed a quick nap during your warm up!

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  9. My hubby, who was born and lived in England for 30 years before emigrating, tells me when I wish I lived in a colder country than Australia "You have no idea what it really feels like to be cold. It is painful." From what you have said above it seems I must believe him. Hugs

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  10. Words woven beautifully with a hint of melancholy.

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  11. But I think you DO understand dog!

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  12. I love the sun it it so warm and welcoming ... especially if you are behind glass on a cool day.

    All the best Jan

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  13. I'm getting sad about these auctions. Are all these farms failing? All the time? In a small area? Dog looked sad too.

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    1. Oh dear Inger don't be sad this was a happy day where an older couple had finally decided to give up farming and move on to a different chapter in their lives. They would be giving up the hard work and moving into a place that required less work and maintenance. They were excited about doing the things in life they have never had the chance to enjoy while farming. It was a good day Inger. I do go to lots of auctions and the majority that I have been to the last few years are not estate sales, but couples realizing they want to enjoy the things they did not have time for. Do not be sad it is not always a sad thing, an auction I mean. ps That dog was going with them, he was just checking out the crowd and looking for something to eat like a hotdog:) Hugs B

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    2. I'm so glad to hear that. I know here in the US family farming is a difficult endeavor as the huge corporations take over and profit rules. Thanks for setting my mind at ease about the dog.

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  14. Rest assured that warmer weather can't be far away.

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  15. My papaw, got rest his soul, used to take me to auctions with him when I was a wee lad.

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  16. it looks cold! We are finally warming up here.
    Sweet lab :)

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  17. On spring days of blue sky we expect to feel warm but are easily defeated by the chill wind. The dog is probably looking for its people - or at least a person who might hand over a treat. Stay warm.

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  18. The sun in a truck window is pretty hard to beat.....

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