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By Tom Seymour | May 22, 2020


Had anyone told me beforehand what a hard job it is getting a house ready for the market, I might have had second thoughts.

First and foremost, is getting rid of clutter. Now I’m not a pack rat, but on the other hand I have difficulty throwing perfectly good things away. It was hard at first to part with old magazines, some well over 30 years old. These were saved because during my writing career, it seemed important to save “hard copy.”

However, what earthly good does it do me to save, for instance, old copies of Northern Woodlands Magazine, or ancient copies of The Republican Journal? The Journal articles were hard to part with because they contained some of my past column titles. I won two awards for Waldo County Outdoors, a popular, long-running outdoor column. This was one of my favorite columns and the reason it was dropped was because new management no longer cared to run outdoor material.

The column, sadly, will probably never return. So why keep old copies, when all they do is stack up and gather dust?

Then there were the old electronic devices, everything from answering machines to old printers, all of which were sadly outdated.

Clothing, too, figured into the purge. I’ve lost weight and despite that, kept perfectly good clothes that were way too big for me. It’s hard to give clothing away now, because of the virus. So into the dumpster with them.

The effort lasted many days and now, at the end of it, I’m tired and completely worn out. But it’s so nice to look around and not see culch. (ed. note: “culch,” is a perfectly fine Maine word and Maine people will identify with it. Non-Mainers will learn a new term by taking its meaning from the context.)

Much of my problem, the reason I accumulated so much stuff, was that Waldo closed its dump…how I miss the old dump. Then we had a landfill, which also got the axe. Today, we have only roadside pickup and that is limited to two bags each week. Sometimes it’s hard to get the trash out and I miss the deadline. Either it has snowed and I’m not yet plowed out or perhaps, I’d be out of town. So the clutter built up. Hopefully, rigorous discipline will keep this from happening again. But don’t bet on it.

Perchin’ prediction

This is the time of year that we wait all winter for. Everything has come alive. Fish, all different species, are hungry and on the feed. So whatever type of freshwater fishing you prefer, there is no better time than now.

Speaking of fishing, I had envisioned buying an electric motor for my flat-bottomed canoe. Upon checking it, I found that the motor mount had rot and was unserviceable. It happened that my friend Russ Arnold stopped by at just that moment. Russ said he would make me a new mount.

Not many days later, Russ returned with the new mount, a thing of beauty. Now I am good at a number of things, but woodworking does not rank among my skills. Russ, however, is a consummate woodworker. He began with a log of white ash and from that, fashioned a beautiful and functional motor mount. The only problem is now, the mount looks far better than the old, beat-up canoe. Oh, well.

Under the feeder

The one-legged crow continues to grace me with its presence. Also, some new species have appeared. Among these are a yellow-bellied sapsucker, a pair of titmice, chipping sparrows, a hermit thrush and some goldfinches. I love them all and am happy to see them.

Weekly quote

“People generally see what they look for and hear what they listen for.” — Harper Lee

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