Wednesday, July 22, 2009

oh I shouldn't oughta....

Back when I was a kid, the boys in town were always running around looking for mischief to get into during the summer. Nothing really bad, just tipping a few cows, moving a few out houses, and putting an old VW Bug on top of the high school. You know, fun stuff!

The other day Bob and I were coming home from dinner. We rounded the curve at San de Fuca and noticed that the farmers were cutting and baling the hay. The fields are right up against the water at Penn Cove, separated only by the two lane highway. At the corner where the Highway turns and goes through the trees is a piece of land called Grasser's Hill. The Grasser's used to live there. Their house is long gone now, but the huge apple tree is still there, and the steep hay fields are still un blemished by development. The Ebby Prairie Reserve has designated that area a no-build zone. the hay bales that the farmers are putting out now are big and round like giant lozenges sitting on the fields. They were all over the fields, sitting there drying so they can be covered with white plastic and then look like giant marshmallows.



Bob mentioned that the kids now a days just do not have any imagination. They sit in front of the tv playing their video games or texting on their cell phones, or working on their computers. for three weeks now, those giant hay bales have sat on the steep field with their flat sides facing uphill, just begging for two senior citizens to run up in the dark of night to the very top of the hill, turn them around and roll them down down down the field across the highway and into the water.

GOD!!!! The tempation is sooooooo strong!!! Never let it be said that you lose your sense of fun as you age!

15 comments:

catmomaj said...

Oh man,,, wouldn't that be fun!!! Trouble is,, neither of us could run fast enough not to be caught. Too many houses now on top of that hill that would spy us for sure. Still......

cassie-b said...

So, didja do it?

Brenda said...

I wonder if it wouldn't take several more seniors to accomplish that little trick.

,,,or would it?

omnipotentbenevolentempress said...

Do it!!!!

Phyllis said...

DON'T TEMPT ME!!!!!
Friday after AA meeting, 10:30pm meet me there! hehehehehe

Dick said...

Rolling one down into the water might get you into trouble. How about just putting a large scare crow near one with a stick out toward it when they get them wrapped? You know, kind of like he was making some-mores over a fire with the marshmallow?

judemiller1 said...

Maybe one, but the farmers would be upset if more were rolled--and farmers work real hard ya know.

Anonymous said...

Doesn't the brown sign say that RECREATION IS NEXT LEFT? Besides ya gotta get the one highest up and farthest from the road to get a little help from gravity for that bar wire fence in the weeds...

JimBob

Anji said...

I've often wondered if they would roll. It's too flat here to try.

Anonymous said...

Oh how saaaweeet that would be!
I have to agree with Brenda's assessment...I think it might take several more seniors to accomplish that one. So would you consider one not quite there yet(40)and one well on her way (50)? Cause I'm thinking the fun we'd have would be well worth the trip.

wanda(who misses all y'all)

Phyllis said...

Where were you??
The danged things are sitting SIDEWAYS!!! Dangit, it was too heavy for me to turn it myself!
poop.

omnipotentbenevolentempress said...

All it would take is a couple of well placed levers to get them turned and moved. I wonder if they'd float once in the water?

Phyllis said...

Okay Donna, You bring the levers.
Did I ever tell you about the Turkeys? Hmmmm....I feel a post coming on!

Mary Lou said...

I was there Phyllis, I was on the OTHER side of the field, I saw your headlights, but thought it might be the cops, so I stayed hidden! You are right, they are heavy.

mill3rlit3 said...

Mary Lou!

My name is Tim, and I am the eldest son of the Miller Clan who lives in that little green house across the road from the old school house. We own old Grassers field there, all the way south to Libbey before it hits my Grandmother's (Joyce) house, who owns that little plot out front with the old sheds and the huge Elm tree and Apple orchard. We hired some S.Whidbey farmers to come and mow the field for us to keep the weeds down, and they used the hay. But they sure did leave them there quite a while! One of the farmers sons, a little guy maybe 12 almost lost a roll as the bailed it and it took off down the hill. :) Stumbled across your blog here looking up history on this place. Good to know people are plotting against us, ha! I would have joined you! We're a family of 5 boys so mischief is always part of the daily plan here. :)
Merry Christmas!