Industries used to be a lot more spread out. In most towns there was a butcher, a baker or several even. Now we count about a dozen banks instead. I wonder where all the money comes from if there is no industry.
The bottle says:
Apparently these were made and bottled right next door in the town of Barre. Our pigs dug this up in the south field. It is in perfect condition and very heavy glass. It had been in the ground a long time. When I found it on the surface it was packed full of dirt. It took me months of patient soaking and scraping with a chop stick and then a bottle brush to gradually clean it off and out.
The pigs pull a lot of things to the surface and leave them there for me to pickup. It’s a treasure hunt game but unlike Easter eggs we do this all summer long. Boots, iron pot hooks, axes, bulldozers, bricks and other things. Check out some of the found objects from over the years.
Outdoors: 70°F/40°F Sunny
Tiny Cottage: 68°F/65°F
Daily Spark: Saying you’re a farmer because you grew up on a farm is like saying you’re an architect because you’ve grew up in a house.