The Conservative Cave
The Bar => The Lounge => Topic started by: franksolich on August 15, 2008, 05:07:52 PM
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It's not anywhere near the end of summer--we're bound to have many 100+ degree temperatures in the Sandhills of Nebraska yet--but the prairie archaeologist completed his survey circa noon today, and is gone.
He didn't really "complete" it; as with the soil scientist, he has to come back various times during the autumn, winter, and spring, to check on things he never thought about until he left. But the main part is done; just odds and ends remain.
It's going to get lonely here, after a busy-as-a-beehive summer, a lot of people running around, picking things up.
The town inebriate yesterday (Friday) filled up the hole caused when he retrieved the windmill for scrap; earlier, the prairie archaeologist had examined the hole, hoping to find something from the original windmill (put up in 1884, blown down in 1934), but as the original windmill had been wood, he didn't find anything worthwhile.
The town inebriate had also dug where the prairie archaeologist thought there had been a cellar; the prairie archaeologist examined things, and yes, apparently there had once been a cellar there, circa 110 years ago, but it had been filled in before being covered up (sometimes such cellars, abandoned, had only their entrance covered up).
Both the soil scientist, penetrating the William Rivers Pitt, and the prairie archaeologist, had taken a lot of photographs. If any come my way, I'll post them.
The neighbor dropped by, asking, "Well, what next?"
I have no idea, I told him.
Since the William Rivers Pitt so much resembles the Jungfrau of Switzerland in miniature, I'm thinking about setting up some sort of Christmas display on it--an HO gauge electric train, HO-gauge sized buildings and chalets and people, HO-gauge lights, the whole bit, making it like Switzerland. I wish I could do that, but with Decembers in the Sandhills being what they are, it's not feasible.
But I have no doubt this is going to be an interesting, a people-filled, autumn.
We'll see.
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I can't wait to find out what the analysis reveals.
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I can't wait to find out what the analysis reveals.
The short little Hindu professor told me the last time he was here, that preliminary analyses don't show anything unusual, when it comes to decayed swine excrement.
Just the usual shit.
I'm sure I'll be able to post a full report circa late April, when her paper's due.
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It will be interesting to see her paper though.
I am fascinated by that kind of stuff.
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It will be interesting to see her paper though.
I am fascinated by that kind of stuff.
The problem here is, I don't know what's "standard" for this sort of thing, and so can't illuminate.
He also told me that sample I had examined, allegedly from when Frank and Ellie were in the White House, turned out to be from when Cal and Grace were in the White House.
The William Rivers Pitt is "layered"; there's layers of silt, non-swine by-product, from the mid-1890s, the early 1920s, and then most of the 1930s. Those of course were times when dust storms dominated the climate here. It's too bad the silt can't be identified, as being from Manitoba or North Dakota or South Dakota.
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You'll have to catch me up, I must have missed the lead-in story as to why they are doing a dig on your property. Would you please post a link to the original story?
Too bad the winters make it unfeasible to do a Christmas display. I don't have a mini-village myself, but I love that sort of thing.