I named the bridge that Brother Phil and Neighbor Blake put in 'Bifrost'. It's named after the burning rainbow bridge from Norse Mythology. Thought it funny. The rainbow is often referred to as a bridge in many other culture's myths. The Vikings must have thought a plain old rainbow was too wimpy for them 'cause they had to add that it was afire also. Today I mowed the lawn and recalling that the weatherman had said there might be showers tonight, I decided to cross Bifrost with the mower for the first time and mow the back 40 trails. After a month the bridge had dried out and settled in - crossed it w/ no problems at all. When I made it back home I noticed a florescent green truck parked on the road about where the lilacs are. Odd place to park since someone coming over the hill might smack into the back of it. I put Svaldilfari away, let Whip out, and got a drink of water. When I came outside again, the truck was gone. Didn't think about it until Neighbor Doug asked me if I had seen all the excitement. He sent pictures of a fire in the field just to the east of me. Lots of farmers are working on a second cut of hay and so is Neighbor Blake. He had cut and raked that field but had someone else baling it this afternoon. From what Doug said, a bearing stuck causing the machinery to overheat which set the hay inside of it on fire. The fire department came out w/ water trucks (think that might have been the green one I noticed) and put the fire out. Right next door and I missed it all- kinda Viking worthy though.
Pictures from Doug Dearhamer.
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