Monday, October 12, 2015
Moth On Glass
As seen on a window at my mother's house. I was there to take pictures of the house, just as a keepsake sort of thing as my mother has put the house on the market. Odd, really, to think of 'the farm' not being there, or being there, but not for us. Originally the barn was built in 1880 (and destroyed by a tornado on May 31, 1985) and the house was built in 1881. My great-grandparents, German farmers, bought the property in 1919 and it's been in the family ever since. Now, it's become too much for my widowed mother to keep up. The last straw may have come this summer when a groundhog took up residence under the side porch and started to compromise the foundation on that side of the house. Although my mother claims that at one time she was a crack shot, I don't think she could hit the broadside of a barn now. And, to make matters worse, my oldest brother (who lives next to mom) has become so passive that he refused to shoot it. My son, luckily, had no qualms about dispatching the digging fiend. Typically I do promote live trapping an animal and releasing it elsewhere, but we've got a glut of groundhogs and sometimes you just have to get rid of it.