We go through this mess several times each year where the creek that runs through our land overflows into the woods. We can tell that the creek has been here for a long, long, time and has etched a valley which adds to the beauty of the woods – when it’s not under water.

Over the years we’ve collected some oddities from upstream during these floods. Right now there is a soccer ball, volleyball ball, a Little Tykes small tugboat complete with the captain at the wheel, a child’s boot, several water bottles, beer cans, assorted pieces of wood and one year, a school of some really large ugly grass carp.

On our walk yesterday I saw new water bottles. If it ever dries out this spring I need to get in there and start cleaning it up. Along the banks of the creek we’ve also got some interesting old things from the farmhouse that used to be here. We  have a family who used to own the land and they now live to the north and own several hundred acres. One of the decedents who I call Uncle Fred told me that the original family farm house was on our land. The house was between the creek and the road. The old concrete steps are still here. Closer to the road and slightly to the south are several old rusty frames from old vehicles. Out in the back of our land, 1/2 mile from the road, we have an eclectic collection of glass bottles and old rusty metals since farmers used to just dump their trash on their own land. I would love to have a metal detector to see what else I can find.

We do have a nice pink bathroom sink back there. Need one?