Friday, January 8, 2021

End Of An Era

Model trains have been a part of my life for longer than I can remember.  When my age was still measured in single digits, my Father fastened plywood to a 2 X 4 frame that was supported by a caster in each corner.  He painted the wood green and placed an oval of track on the layout.  In addition to the American Flyer train, a two tank petroleum storage facility and a plastic pond that was crossed by a wooden arch bridge completed my miniature empire.  I remember becoming upset when the pond was without water.  That is when I learned about evaporation.  Until today I still had possession of the gas storage tanks and the train.  The plastic pond and table were lost decades ago.

There is a train and hobby store in Windsor.  They provide an auction service in addition to retail sales.  Our car is empty now as a run was made to deliver the rest of my train collection to the Train Store.  For the first time in my adult life I have no model trains.  They are no longer here as both my failing eyesight and diminished manual dexterity made creating new models that are up to recent standards impossible to build.

If any reader has an interest in area railroads, museum quality models or an expansive collection of books and DVDs, all are for sale in Windsor.  NYO&W steam engines, scratch built milk cars, coal cars, box cars and cabooses dominate the collection.  The D&H, Lackawanna, Lehigh Valley, Unadilla Valley and Delaware & Northern railroads are each represented in the collection.  The Village Train & Hobby store can be reached at (607) 655-1700 or

Monday, December 21, 2020

Just A Little Off The Top

By now the storm is old news but this is the first day that we have full internet service.  Our feelings of isolation were quite severe.  Our nearest road is nearly one quarter mile away with our snow removal machines rendered useless by the depth of the snow.  The old reliable snow pusher cleared a path from the kitchen door to the generator.  Its air intakes and exhaust were at the top of the must do list.  Next a narrow path was opened down each side of the car.  Finally Ben and his mighty truck arrived.  It took him some time but soon enough we could reach the road.

Similar narrow paths freed the truck.  Peering through a small area of cleared windshield, I  put the truck in 4 wheel drive and blasted free from the deep snow between the truck and the plowed ground.  While I continued to plow, Becky cleared off the truck hood.  The hand snow pusher rather easily cleared the roof of the truck.  Our garden tractor converted to snow plow has no space in the shed.  It was no small task to change that huge round white lump into a useable plow.


With open ground cleared by the plow truck, my snow blower was able to open more ground near the car.  A major concern here is where do we put the snow following the next storm so the cleared area is rather large.  We did not see any of our deer until yesterday when four appeared in the front lawn.  They pushed along in belly deep snow making slow progress.  Then one of this year's fawns decided it was time to use a series of jumps to more quickly move to the apple trees.  The rest quickly followed but food was hard to find.  On the other side of the house we always clear an unnecessarily large patch of lawn.  Prior to yesterday's dusting of new snow, a sizeable group of slate gray juncos eagerly fed on the cleared ground.  Later in the day this deer found relatively easy access to grass.  This morning deer could be seen in the darkness before sunrise right outside the kitchen window.  Our feelings of isolation are gone.