Busy times in Selle and, more specifically, on our road.
Time for me to bring out a column I wrote for The River Journal about 16 years ago shortly after moving to our farm on South Center Valley Road.
Unfortunately, it's hidden away somewhere in my computer.
The gist of the column dealt with the fact that I soon discovered through various sightings of junk along the road that we lived on the "back road to the dump."
Seems a lot of peeps, with civic-minded environmentalist perspectives, would rather have their garbage fall off the truck on a back road rather than HWY 95.
So, they turn on Selle Road and then onto our road while making their way to the transfer station a few miles north on Colburn-Culver Road.
I may be stretching it a bit about their true motivation for taking our road, but I do know for sure and have proof that not everyone who passes by with a loadful of junk or yard trimmings "secures their load," as was suggested by one of my Facebook friends after I posted the above photo this morning.
I find it truly mystifying how someone could have driven down our road and NOT notice that a mini-sized freezer fell off their truck and rolled into the right-of-way between the road and our north lawn.
In the column I wrote 16 years ago, I also suggested that looking at the rear and sideview mirrors when carrying loads of garbage in the back of the vehicle might be prudent.
Apparently, this freezer-purging person is both blind and deaf and probably shouldn't be carrying dead appliances to the dump.
I hope that someone will pass along the information about the freezer and that it will disappear from our place as fast as it appeared overnight.
I also learned this morning that a neighbor nobody seems to know reported that a bear had attacked two dogs on our road.
After my friend Janice saw the post on the Sandpoint Local Forum, she reposted it on "Selle Valley Neighbors."
Almost immediately public assumptions were made and fingers were pointed, suggesting the people let their dogs run loose and that the bear was just protecting itself.
Lots of questions yet to be answered, especially because our road is not very long---although it is long enough for an entire North Idaho Sunday newspaper with its abundant ads to fall out of a truck filled with garbage and get scattered for almost a mile from just north of our house to Eva Whitehead's farm---that sighting was what led me to write the column 16 years ago).
Anyway, enquiring minds who own dogs along our road would like to know just where on the road and how close to their homes this bear/dog attack took place.
Maybe we'll get to the bottom of it before day's end.
And maybe, if we're lucky, that freezer will find its proper place at the dump, which does include a mall where the freezer and its parts would probably be snatched up right away.
Besides those news items, I also heard a cat fight in our south woods last night. Both the neighbors and I have occasionally seen a stray Siamese wandering through that area, but it takes two to tango, and we must have two strays staking out their territory.
On the good news front, our blueberries are quickly turning from green to blue and I should be picking in the next day or so.
Plus, I used some of my chard in a summer salad topped with chicken last night. Twas yum, yum.
Guess that's all for today. I'm not holding my breath about the freezer but sincerely hoping that someone with a conscience will come back, pick it up and haul it to the dump.
Happy Friday.
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