Our Maine Street's Aroostook Issue 32 : Spring 2017 | страница 12

The silver apple, my sister correctly surmised, was placed on a tree
stump in her yard by a prankster –me. I just could not resist. The
PVC pipe is the result of an enterprising red squirrel.
Last fall when taking a break from a project, my husband joined
me on the deck for a cup of coffee. As we sat enjoying our coffee
and the warm fall day, we spotted movement near his work area.
A red squirrel absconded a piece of PVC pipe. We were too
awestruck to stop the squirrel and simply watched it drag the pipe
from the yard to the trees. Not wanting to disturb the squirrel’s
plan, we did not go in search of the pipe and forgot about it until
we found it in the spring. While we still have no idea what the
squirrel planned to do with the pipe, we are happy its plans did
not include attacking us with it.
Now the bathroom sink is another issue. I still have no idea how
the sink got there or why it is there. It lies on top of the remains
of a once very deep snowbank. It is completely intact so it seems
unlikely that anyone was trying to dump it. There are no nearby
houses or businesses; there was nothing around it, only trees and
spring abandoned railroad tracks. How did that sink get there?
Perhaps the sink was being transported to a job site when the
truck carrying it hit a frost heave and the sink bounced off the
truck, landed in the snowbank and sank. Now, the main problem
with this theory is you would think the contractor would realize
the sink was gone and go look for it. But, like the single boot, you
never know what people are thinking.
Keep your eyes open this spring. You never know what you will
find. And if you need a bathroom sink, let me know. I can direct
you to a lovely one.
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SPRING 2017