So yesterday was a little surreal for me. In addition to removing trees to clear a path for the anticipated water line I also had to disinter my buddy Maverick and move him to a new, 'safer' location. Mavvy passed five years ago September, and never did I think I'd need to exhume him after his burial. Yes, he was right in the center of the proposed path- *sigh* always getting in the way he was... Short version, don't be alarmed, is that all went well and I got to chat with him the whole time I worked, and hold and hug him one more time (after I slipped him and his original burial bag into a second, new bag for reinterment). He's behind the house now, just outside the dog fence.
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So here's an enduring mystery. When I chose a place for my buddy and began digging it wasn't long before I noticed a piece of ceramic in the soil I had moved. This property has been worked since the late 1600's so I wasn't too surprised; the glazing was like that of a bean pot or water vessel. Digging around what I thought was a rock suddenly turned out to be my discovering the object itself: a goddamn water/waste pipe! And it wasn't just on its side, it was mostly vertical.
A genuine WTF? moment. It's so randomly located in the middle of nothing, not near any known buildings or structures. There were no rusted nails or traces of anything it may have been part of. And for whatever reason it was exactly where I chose to dig.
Close up.
Relative location - by my lovely sweatshirt.
We moved here in 1967, and constructed that fence in and around 1970, and never came across this or other parts related to it. Now, there was a reclaiming of the fields done back on the 50's, maybe, and there are huge rocks moved nearby, and there used to be kind of a brook that ran through this area seasonally (runoff) as well as a small, man-made, pond-like catch about 300' away, but this would have been too low for that. *meh* It's a mystery for another generation.
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