Revenge can be sweet
When my husband's cousin sold the family farm (down below us) to a (insert sound
of disgust of your choice) developer, the nice man across the road from
them had a terribly picturesque horse farm. He raised them, he had mules, and
the ubiquitous Canada Geese. Someone decided that it would be SUCH a good idea
to have six homes on the other side, and Im sure one of the selling points was
how 'rustic" it was, look, you even get to look at horses and mules and
donkeys...just like a Currier and Ives painting. And as it's a development, no
unsightly clotheslines, trimmed lawns, 'ambience' no big bushy shrubs, on and on
and on.
Then the nice man sold off his horses, and mules, (nothing you can do with
Canada Geese except wear a hat) and retired. Now, it gets interesting.
The new owners are running a cattle farm. They have large barky dogs and small
yappy ones. The dogs bark at everything that moos, and the heifers moo at the
dogs. They built an impressively long cattle barn, and every so often the cattle
(not cows) are herded into trucks and taken to market. It's that kind of farm.
They make an hellacious racket over it.
One of the other selling points was how peaceful it is up here.
And I sit up here, listening to the hysterical dogs and the annoyed beef
animals, and the rumbly ChemLawn trucks and garbage pickup vans down there, and
smile, and smile...oh, did I mention, when the wind is from the south, they
really have to keep those windows closed.
Wednesday, November 11, 2020
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This reminds me of the development in a formerly beautiful corner of my little town, farmer sold and moved to Florida. The incomers, city folk, bought big houses at inflated prices, which seemed reasonable to people accustomed to city prices.
ReplyDeleteThen they found that the mainstay of the little town was a famous dairy farm, home of Borden's prototype Elsie. And that the herd produced manure, processed and sold commercially.
Hilarious angry protests to the township committee, demanding the smell be kept at least in buildings. And being told the processing was inside a building itself contained within a barn..they learned a bit about the picturesque countryside they'd cleverly selected for their desirable home. Poor guys.
Well, these folks knew they were entering the agricultural district, and they bought the land, the house was up to them. Ijust can't see the point of playing 'hide the clothesline" in the middle of the country...
DeleteBut like those disappointed landowners you mention, Im sure they didn't expect anything more than a pretty horse farm across the road.
Frankly I'd rather see the cattle barn than the ChemLawn truck.