Amish Auction

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On Saturday, April 4th, Atlanta and I (along with Atlanta’s Mom and two youngest siblings) attended the “31st Annual Scottsville, Ky Horse-drawn Machinery Consignment Auction”. We left the house at 4 o’clock in the morning so we could get there ahead of most of the crowd, and peruse the goods before the auction started at 9 o’clock. We arrived just before cars started really filling up the Parking areas.

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I had been to this auction a few times before, and this was the second year for Atlanta and I to attend together.
It is a large event, drawing quite the crowd, including locals as well as folks from many surrounding states.

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Although it was a beautiful, sunny day, the auction grounds were quickly churned into soupy, sticky mud, as the ground was wet from heavy rain the day before.

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There is a lot of horse-drawn machinery as the name of the auction indicates, but there’s also tons of furniture, horse tack, tools, and antiques of all descriptions, goats, poultry, and endless miscellany. We were there mainly for tools and home furnishings.

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This is our friend Malcolm- we met him at this auction exactly a year ago, and have kept up since. It was great to hang out, Malcolm!

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wpid-img_20150404_121111.jpgAtlanta bought a few household items – a stoneware jug, a crock, two cast iron skillets, and an oil lamp.

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I was able to pick up this handful of tools:

A blacksmith’s vise, known as a “leg” or “post” vise, because of the long stabilizing leg which sits on a block or on the floor. This is a fairly large post vise, with jaws that are 5.5 inches wide. I was curious about it’s weight, so I put it on a scale: 75 pounds! I will clean this vise up and make any necessary repairs.

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A boring machine, used for drilling holes in wooden beams for timberframe construction. I hope to be able to clean this machine up and put it to immediate use in the construction of our porch railings. It will eventually need all the wooden parts replaced.

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Three axe heads. One Ward’s brand double bit, one Plumb brand double bit, and one little shingle hatchet by the Keystone Mfg. Co. These will be cleaned, sharpened, and re-hafted.

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A nice lady standing next to me bought an old wooden tool box (that I didn’t much care for) for $20. She didn’t want the contents, so I bought them from her for $10. Quite a handful of nice wood-boring bits for my hand braces, with a few odds and ends.

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Three “hardy” tools. These fit in the square “hardy hole” that most blacksmiths’ anvils have, and are used for forming and shaping metal. Most hardy tools like these that are made and used by modern blacksmiths are welded together with modern welding equipment. These were forged by hand. Unfortunately, they don’t fit the hardy hole on my anvil, as they were made for a larger anvil than mine. I will probably modify them to fit, or try to trade them for some that will fit.

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…and one mystery tool. Purported to be a cooper’s (a “cooper” is someone who makes barrels) tool, it is entirely hand forged out of wrought iron. If someone knows what exactly this was used for, please let me know.

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Here are all the tools together:

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I’m pretty happy with my finds, and I’m looking forward to giving the TLC required to restore them to the useful, quality tools that they were once.

Our son – Alan Jordan

Early in the morning on March 5th we welcomed our new baby boy –

Alan Jordan Goodwin

He came 9 days before his due date, so let me back up a little bit to tell the story of his birth…

On March 1st I had a checkup with my midwife.

This is Marian ‘helping’ with the check up. She was very interested in everything, and enjoyed hearing the baby’s heartbeat. For many weeks I had been telling her about the baby inside me, and she would pat my bump and say ‘baby’ with much excitement, especially when I showed her pictures of what newborn babies looked like. (I don’t know how much she really knew or realized, but I tried to let her know about her new sibling as best I could!)

On March 4th I had a very busy day – we were having company supper that night, and I also had to go into town with Jordan’s mom to pick up our monthly Azure Standard order (a natural food co-op) and run some errands. By that evening I was pretty exhausted. The next day I decided to take it a bit easier.

So, that morning I organized the pantry and put up our co-op groceries, gave Marian a bath, climbed the ladder into the attic to pull out some baby items in preparation for the upcoming birth, changed the sheets on our bed, cleaned cobwebs off the ceiling, sorted through a bunch of clothes to take to the thrift store, and got several of our miniature beds ready to ship…

Looking back I’m not real sure how I thought doing all that in one morning was ‘taking it easy’!! (apparently the nesting instinct must have been setting in strong!) Meanwhile it had been raining hard most of the night and day so far, and our creek was flooded and up pretty high. We have to cross this creek to get to the highway, so when it floods it means we are pretty much stuck at home! When we woke up that morning and saw we wouldn’t be able to cross, I was joking with Jordan that if the baby came early he just might have to deliver it. (little did we know how close of a call we would have!)

Early afternoon I thought I might have lost my mucous plug, but wasn’t sure. Just to be on the safe side I decided to sit down and rest until evening. Since the creek was a up still I was a little bit nervous. As the evening progressed I started having what turned out to be minor contractions, but they were mild enough I wasn’t sure they were contractions, or just me tired from doing too much in that past few days.

As we got ready to go to bed, they were getting stronger, but once we laid down things seemed to calm down a lot, so we both tried to get some sleep. I never could sleep, and the contractions were getting pretty hard – so I finally realized this might be the real thing, and woke up Jordan and said we had better call the midwife. We were both pretty scared at the prospect of having the baby without help. Jordan got dressed and went outside (where the rain had turned to bitter cold wind and sleet) to look at the creek, thinking perhaps he could fell a tree over the creek creating a temporary bridge to at least get the midwife across.

While he was gone I called my Mom and talked to her about 20 minutes. During this time my contractions were hard enough I couldn’t talk through them and about 5-6 minutes apart. Finally, looking out the upstairs window, I saw tractor lights coming through the dark! The creek had gone down enough that they were able to safely drive the tractor across – praise the Lord! Many people were praying for us that night.

Jordan was able to get both the midwife and his mother across the creek. The roads were so icy that the midwife almost didn’t get there! After they got to the house it was about an hour and a half of pretty intense labor until we got to meet our baby! Total labor was three and a half hours, and he arrived at 3:39am.  Everything happened so fast and so much earlier than we expected, that we were basically in shock after the fact – but very happy!

Our sweet baby boy!

Alan weighed 7lbs 10oz and was 19.5″ long.

Marian was very brave through the whole birth, and didn’t seem very worried at all. She was very interested in the new arrival and kept pointing to him and saying ‘bay-ee’ which is how she says ‘baby’.

When the sun rose it was to a white blanketed world – it had snowed a beautiful fluffy 4 inches overnight for Alan’s birthday.

Isn’t he a handsome little man?

Alan has very large hands! To me they look just like Jordan’s.

 

Nothing better than waking up beside my little snuggle bug!

Marian loves to ‘hold’ her brother.

Alan likes to look around at the big world. (between his almost endless naps!)

The only problem now seems to be that there isn’t room for Jordan and I in our own bed!

We are so thankful that our baby boy arrived safe and healthy! We couldn’t be happier with our little Alan Jordan and are enjoying watching him grow.