Wind. Crows. I watched one take off into the wind and fly backwards a few minutes ago. They’ve been in front of Big House, but soon they’ll go since wind is freshening.
Old Glory on her pole in front of Big House is flapping. Faded, threadbare.
I’ll change her in a while. Big House is brighter now since I had it painted and deserves a bright new flag.
I’ve got one handy. Got several when I bought new flag pole. I get both flags and poles from American Legion emblem sales. New flag pole is cool. Light aluminum and extendable. Set short pole in the ground, attach the flag, then raise the pole in sections until it locks in place at the height you want. Strong too. Pole whips in the wind, but no sign of wear or deformity. Quiet, with no clattering hardware and no flapping ropes. Nice gold ball on top is an added bonus because a resident sparrow hawk likes to perch there and play American Eagle. I just went out and changed the flag. Shortened the pole two sections. Bright, sharp. Just gotta remember to raise it again before I go back to Moorefield this evening.
While out, I noticed windmill I set over top the new well head beside Big House. Busy this morning. Whirling fast and quiet. Every now and then I pull tractor up close to it, raise the bucket and climb in with my grease gun to lubricate both vertical and horizontal bearings.