There is a fairly sharp turn in the road just before you get to our farm. It’s not that big of a deal, but it’s a good idea to slow down a little when you go around the curve – especially when there is a snow squall blowing through. That advice is a day late and a dollar short for some poor kid who took the turn too fast, spun 180⁰ and then slid backwards across our yard, narrowly missed the telephone pole, and plunked squarely into the stream.
Chris was home at the time, thought he heard a thud, but didn’t really think much of it until the police and 3 tow trucks showed up.
It’s amazing the things we find in the front yard. Typically it’s just trash, beer cans, Snapple bottles and the like. Once Chris found a cane and a pack of Viagra (belonging to the same person?), and who knows why it was in our front yard. But to find a car in the stream was a bit unexpected.
No harm done. The kid was fine. The yard only has a few ruts. My only regret was that he didn’t take out the one ugly bush-tree-briar thing that we haven’t taken the time to cut down yet. Maybe next time.