I'm going to take a while to clear the area for a proper picture. Right now I trying to wash off the smell of rotten eggshells from my hands, from a plastic container I kept on the sink. If this doesn't scare off what's been nipping off the basil, I don't know what will. I'll probably use the crushed egg shells for the tomato plants, and just put something like chicken wire around the basil plants.
Hugs, you should post it, we could guess what it is. Stove shaker handles were usually nickel plated not enamel and had square or triangle sockets. Could be a crank for a cream separator. Grain grinder, apple peeler? Grind stone? Years ago I buried a lot of what I then considered junk. I probably should have been more selective, but it is gone now.
You, Red, Ed, may be inspiring me to declutter an old basement cupboard which is six feet tall. The structure is awful, but it has a crank for grinding something. It's cream coloured. There's junk all over it, so it's not worth posting(yet!). The basement will be a good place to spend some time for decluttering when it gets really hot outside.
My grandfather had a farm, I never saw it. I always wanted one. I almost made it. I had a farm but it wasn't big enough to support me but I never gave up the dream, just the farm. Arthritis shot me down. I'm very glad Red has you to share her dreams. And her to share yours. Mine was to farm with horses and for one year I did but Jennie never shared my dreams. She never had one for me to share with her. I drive my tractors and maintain my acreage and think of all the good I had.
This is positive thought, this is CBT. This positive thought is what I try to share.
Your Massey Harris spreader reminds me that my Dads last tractor was a Massey Harris. Unfortunately the fan belt broke on the irrigation pump which causing the pump to self destruct which caused the potato crop to fail and the tractor to be reposesed and of course he lost the farm. I didn't grow up on a farm, I only collect farm engines. I do appreciate the beauty of the spreader and the stove. I have been tending to Reds gardens since her surgery last year.
The only thing original on the stove is the top and the back splash and it was originally cream. I built the rest from measurements. It had trees growing out of it. The Massey decal was below the lower draft control. The top control is to feed air to the hot gasses so to prevent creosote. One year when the power failed Christmas Day I cooked the turkey in it. I usually make my steamed pudding on it since it takes three hours. Sunny used it all last winter to heat with instead of the electric heat. The picture is from my first place, not this one. The original stove had a copper water tank and a water front, both ruined.
It is a horse drawn Massey Harris number 10. and I have the matching wagon. The manure spreader came as a bolt together with either wooden sides or metal. It was originally red with yellow lettering. Because the top reel throws the manure forward for a more even feed it was removed some time in the past when it was pulled by a tractor. Sticks and rocks could hit the operator if it was towed too fast. I last used it to spread old hay on my pond trail. The seed in the hay grew in and I now mow the trail. Last year I had Poppies and Marigolds in it, this year it is Marigolds and Petunias. The original pole would have been wood. Two years ago a neighbour used it with his horses. The wooden extensions don't belong on it, I put them on. It is powered by a large sprocket on the far side. It has grease caps rather than zirks. They would be given a turn each time it was used.
Interesting is the fact that Massey Harris also sold Cook Stoves for the wives. I have one or what is left of one. I rebuilt it.
Edd and I were admiring your antique manure spreader..Edd got to looking in his encyclopedia or American Farm Implements and Antiques by C.H. Wendel and we were wondering if you don't mind us asking who is the manufacturer of your spreader? Just Curious..It is a beauty..Wish we had a place for one..
When I look at the past it seemed to be the right thing to do at the time based on knowledge and capability. And I did have a good enough time based on those two things. But when I compare it to what My Brother did it looks like a failure.
But that is basing it on the dollar which I could use now.
Would I trade places with him, NEVER. But I would like his money.
But then I like who I am, warts and all. And I like all of you, just the way you are. Well almost, I do want your condition to go away and you to be happy.
