Notes from the Hollow | Direct from the Ozark Hills
Time 2022-10-25 21:13:49Web Name: Notes from the Hollow | Direct from the Ozark Hills
WebSite: http://www.notesfromthehollow.com
ID:365707
Keywords:
the,from,Notes,HollowDescription:
Skip to primary contentSkip to secondary contentNotes from the Hollow
Direct from the Ozark Hills
Number Five
Posted onJust walked down to the last permanent pool of water on the place and noticed this beautiful box turtle or terrapin. It’s the fifth individual I’ve seen in the last couple of weeks in the hollow.
1950 Census
Posted onI had been anticipating today for several years as the National Archives in Washington DC released the information sheets from the 1950 Census. I imagined all of America gathered around the screens of their iPads and laptops and UNIVACs, waiting for the appointed hour when they could dial up the internet and see what was said about their family 72 years ago. First I looked at the page for state highway 21 north out of Berryville, Arkansas. Yep, there’s Jack and Betty McCall and eight of their children living on a farm. Next, I hopped over to Eureka Springs at the corner of North Main and Magnetic to see McKinley and Lola Weems and their first six children. It’s noted that in the week prior, McKinley had worked sixty hours as a self-employed electrician. Then I followed Magnetic Road east out of town, gaining elevation passed the Lents to the top of the hill where George W and Lulu Weems had a farm exceeding three acres. George W was a self-employed carpenter who was looking for work, but had been unable to work the previous week. I wonder why, though I also remember he was born in 1880. Now straight south through all the familiar names of Winona Township to the Mason Bend looking for Southerlands and back up Kings River for more McCalls. No revelations, but time well spent.
A Taste of Summer
Posted onA few days ago when it was a miserable 85 Fahrenheit (only 38 today), I took a shortcut through tall brush and got a spiderweb across the face (and mouth).
Old Spring House
Posted onWhat’s Percy cat doing? I don’t know, he wouldn’t say.
Looking Out My Backdoor
Posted onWhite-tailed deer are ubiquitous here. I see or hear them most days and though I rarely look up, I try to be friendly. “Evening, ladies.” If they kick up their heals in unnecessary melodrama, I’ll say, “Oh, dear!” out of habit. Sometimes the yellow dog will make a perfunctory run at them barking crazily for a few seconds before turning expectant eyes upon me. Even if I don’t look up, I’ll acknowledge his effort. “I admire your bravery, she nearly had us.” Normally, she’ll move off a short distance and continue whatever she’s doing. (Lately, however, they sprint off towards the woods, crashing up the hillside for an inordinate length of time. I have a theory.) There have been times when a doe gets aggressive with whatever generation of dog is here. I’ve seen several different alarmed and then frightened dogs over the years when the prey becomes the aggressor. (Normally, there’s a fawn bedded down nearby.) I say all that to note this. I have very few photos of deer, mostly because I rarely pullout my phone. And when I do try to get a photo, they never seem to turn out. Like this one perhaps. Seven deer were hanging out behind the house, browsing and sipping spring water and this was the best I could do.
Proud Prancing Pug
Posted onNot long after the morning sun had crested the rim of the hollow, we headed for the woods. As always, Shrek led the way through the old garden, across the dry branch and into the blackberry field. Between the big rocks and the creek, I suddenly heard the music of large wings and turned to see Shrek sprinting toward a barred owl slowly lifting out of the buck brush. Fumbling for my phone, the magical creature landed high above in the cacophony of branches, then jumped from one to another to another until I lost track of it. Still struggling to unzip the inner pocket, I lowered my gaze to Shrek bursting triumphantly out of the undergrowth with a headless gray squirrel in his mouth. Perhaps the proudest moment of his yellow life, taking prey away from a great owl of the forest, he pranced home for a treat and an hour nap in his bed snoring with rare contentment, the walk forgotten and the squirrel left on the front porch.
The Last His Victims See
Posted onWhat’s Percy cat doing? I don’t know, he wouldn’t say.
High Above the Icy Ground
Posted onWhat’s Percy cat doing? I don’t know, he wouldn’t say.
Walking Home
Posted onDescending into the darkness of the hollow from the ridge above.
A Look Back at July 2013
Posted onCollecting eggs on the 4th of July and found this handsome black rat snake in the hen house.
My Waterhole Runneth Over
Posted onEveryday we walk to what I call “the last waterhole.” It’s located in the southwestern borderlands just inside the property line and is the last permanent hole of water on the place. Unlike many days, even when surrounded by mounds of snow, today there were no water bugs skittering around on the surface. And I saw no movement in the depths. There’d been silver tadpoles and a giant black tadpole that would quickly hide when my shadow fell over the water. I fleetingly saw something dark and longer. Perhaps it was a newt. Or just another absurdly plump black pollywog. I know to not trust my brain.
When the tadpoles disappear, I wonder if raccoons made meals of them. A week ago I saw a better answer. In the snow next to the water was a single large bird footprint. I’m thinking heron. I should have taken a photo because the next day it had melted away.
Right now the waterhole is full and overflowing with the snow melt and because of the constant feeding of springs, it never freezes. Still, it’s quite small: twelve feet long, five feet at the widest and only 14 inches deep. In dry times, the waterhole will shrink somewhat and there’ll be no visible inflow or outflow. It’ll do all of its business underground like much of this intermittent stream.
A Look Back at April 2011
Posted onCategories
ES Independent ColumnEureka Springs Area HistoryHollow NewsOut VisitingQuotesArchives
May 2022April 2022March 2022February 2022January 2022September 2021July 2021April 2021January 2021December 2020November 2020October 2020September 2020August 2020July 2020June 2020April 2020March 2020February 2020November 2019October 2019September 2019August 2019July 2019June 2019September 2018August 2018May 2018February 2018January 2018December 2017November 2017September 2017June 2017November 2016February 2016January 2016December 2015November 2015October 2015September 2015August 2015July 2015June 2015May 2015April 2015March 2015February 2015January 2015December 2014November 2014October 2014September 2014August 2014July 2014June 2014May 2014April 2014March 2014February 2014January 2014December 2013November 2013October 2013September 2013August 2013July 2013June 2013May 2013April 2013March 2013February 2013January 2013December 2012November 2012October 2012September 2012May 2012March 2012February 2012January 2012December 2011November 2011October 2011September 2011August 2011July 2011June 2011May 2011April 2011March 2011February 2011January 2011December 2010October 2010September 2010August 2010July 2010May 2010March 2010February 2010August 2008July 2008June 2008May 2008April 2008March 2008February 2008Links
www.steveweems.comwww.murderintheozarks.com
<<< Thank you for your visit >>>
Websites to related : Frances Palmer Pottery - Fine Ea
"); } else { win._boomrl = function() { bootstrap(); }; if (win.addEventListener) { win.addEventListener("load", win._
Fischer Heating and Air ConditioSkip to contentCall us today at (206) 202-9499Welcome to Fischer Heating and Air info@fischerheating.comHomeServicesAir ConditioningAir Conditioning R
(주)플로우컴스-Creative for the(주)플로우컴스에 오신것을 환영합니다홈으로|사이트맵|즐겨찾기추가회사소개회사소개오시는 길제품소개일반산업제품특수산업제품기타 제품자료실자료실커뮤니티
Town of Woodford Vermont –↓ Skip to Main ContentTown of WoodfordServing the Community of Woodford, VermontMain NavigationMenuHomeAbout WoodfordFrequently Asked QuestionsPh
Drink in the Moment | GAZE WinePlease verify that you are 21 years of age or older by clicking the link below. Enter
Vermont Cider Mill - Legendary C"); } else { win._boomrl = function() { bootstrap(); }; if (win.addEventListener) { win.addEventListener("load", win._
Home | The Motivational PartnersMission: To break the cycle of g
FacebookInstagramYouTubeLinkedin50/50 Raffle #2021HopeGalaBio: Virginia “Ginny” HamiltonContact UsBio: Ed KeeganBio: Kim KeeganBio:
The Most Trusted Name in ReligioTo start planning your group pilgrimage, email us today“The Most Trusted Name in Religious Group Travel”Serving the Catholic Community Since 1991
Raising The BarSkip to contentMain NavigationOur ApproachGet StartedPrinciplesFramework in PracticeRoles/ActionsGlossaryResourcesStakeholder GuidesMaternal HealthAbo
adsHot Websites