a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Friday, August 21, 2015

Where Are My Log Tongs?

Visit a demonstration of their use

Ours were not yellow but they worked well for what we needed.  The color only matters when you've lost them. And, yes, tongs are plural for one set.  No one could use a tong thus it is tongs...because I said so.

For weeks Hubby has been edging fields and looking up in trees for his lost tongs.  He asked me, Have you seen my tongs?  Nope but I bet they're right where you left them.  "Right where you left them/it" is a fighting phrase around here.  Neither one of us wants to be reminded that we lose things...a lot.

I think they were used in an early spring clean up hauling things to the "bone yard".   (Here it's not junk at all but a parts store).  Old equipment that might be broken but there still could be a use for parts or can be fixed when we need it.  They all go here to die like the elephant's graveyard featured in the 1932 Tarzan movie with Johnny Weissmuller.

That's where he found them.  Right Where He Left Them.  In the bone yard where he had taken the broken basket ball post and goal (we had two, one broke in a strong storm).

Due to tornado, ice, drought, disease and life in general trees fall.  It's a fact, no matter how beautiful they are, they die.  During our floods of spring many fallen trees were in the creek.  Not good, that causes the water to back up and do more damage.  Almost like when trees were floated down river to the sawmills, there are log jams.  We don't have dynamite nor would we use it for this if we had some.  These dams do wreck havoc on fences, land, and things in general.

Thus our search for the log tongs which, by the way, WERE right where he left them.  He has worried and looked for these so long he had a solution so this will not happen again.
 Please note the color and he made sure I saw where he put them this time.  Now when he forgets he can say, I told you where I put them.
Now we can begin.  When I get brave enough to wade into the summer's growth to clip these tongs onto a log where the tractor can't go.  When I get brave enough to wade into the edges of the creek where the Cotton Mouths and Copperheads stay.  I will drag these heavy tongs into the deep unknown.  I will close them until they get a 'bite" on the log and motion for Tractor Man to lift it out.

We will make a pile here and there for the wild life to nest or hide or play where the high waters can't reach.  We will wait for the logs to feed the land.  

Just a hundred and forty-nine acres to go.

15 comments:

Plowing Through Life (Martha) said...

Hahaha...you take the simplest things and create fun and interesting blog posts!

'"Right where you left them/it" is a fighting phrase around here.' I laughed when I read that phrase. Brought to mind Yosemite Sam and Bugs Bunny (Looney Tunes character) and their "them's fightin' words" comment when they battled it out. The things we think of... :)

Sandy said...

Yep, right where hubby left them :-)

Bulldog Man is the same way!!!

angryparsnip said...


Another Gayle says hello !
Everything is always right there were you left it !
I love your Gud Dud.
Today is a very short post but Friday is always Square Dog Friday on my blog.

cheers, parsnip

Lynne said...

The way it always . . . "right where we left them!"
Ready to go to work!

Arkansas Patti said...

Isn't it odd, that is where I always find something--right where I left it. That is one handy tool if you have a tractor for the muscle. I guess if you have a tong, it means you broke your tongs.

A Quiet Corner said...

Almost wish we had those and a tractor to take down our own trees...other than the Pres shouldn't do that kind of work!...:)JP

LindaG said...

Most of that 149 acres can't take care of itself? I've never had that much so I don't know.
I think I would just worry about 15 or 20 around the buildings and let the rest fend for itself...

Hope you all have a blessed weekend! ♥

McGuffy Ann Morris said...

Around here the salvage yards are used for parts, too. We have a neighbor who works in one. He has built many classic cars that way. Some he has kept, some he has sold.

Gorges Smythe said...

Yeah, they were handy when I had a tractor. Now I have tongs, but no tractor!

Susan Anderson said...

Cannot believe how hard you guys labor physically at our stage of life, but I love it. Dave and I lose things a lot more than we used to as well. One of the fun parts of aging, eh?

I think his tong solution is a good one.

;)

Sandra said...

I would love to be the tong guard... heh heh heh... laughed all the way through, your life sounds just like ours but for the fact we have not tong.. oops TONGS.... my uncle had tongs but they were for picking up giant blocks of ice, way back when we had to get ice from his ice house...

Sandra said...

I just checked youtube and they have the entire movie on youtube. and outtakes to
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1COmRHZ-1To

Delores said...

Things go missing around here all the time......and usually we find them right where we left them. Now if only I could find my sanity.

Lowcarb team member said...

... and I love that it's pink!!!

All the best Jan

Carol Henrichs said...

There is some comfort in the fact that at our stage of life marriage must enter a new age. We have to watch out for one another. Two minds, four eyes and ears is helps, as, when things disappear. The hardest part sometimes is the admission that it is time to need looking after. Gotta love teamwork. I love this solution. I'm just a little worried about your wading into the deep, dark, scary water! Just make sure you're careful...Enjoy this beautiful weather!

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