Dump Days

Saturdays are dump days here in town.  Some might count themselves lucky that their town trash collectors obviate the need to make regular excursions to the dump.  But here we all have a pretty swell time dropping off our refuse and recyclables.  The highlight might just be the pile of free compost soil (good for transplanting trees).  Or perhaps it's the swap shop (good for finding little wooden turtles and well-loved copies of Turgenev).  Either way, it's well worth the trip.

As I made the trip today I considered the conundrum facing us from behind our house.  Randomly distributed throughout the woods is a lovely assortment of odds and ends that someone obviously once considered valuable.  In our woods we have no less than two deer stands, a life-sized foam deer that's good for target practice, a trap-shooting trap, a rusty iron foothold trap and an enormous pile of tires (backstop for a shooting range)!  It seems a previous owner was into hunting.  Think the swap shop would take a big foam deer?