Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Wheelbarrow advice and analysis

This wheelbarrow is just like one Colleen sent a photo of the other day. I looked and thought I'd never seen one quite like that, and then that video popped up while I was looking for something entirely unrelated.

Link to the post with Colleen's neighbor's wheelbarrow:

Wheelbarrow Tower in Cle Elum

Poem (which is the voice-over, and is great) by Eric Johnson

Imagine the surprise to those passing by,
the quizzical looks, the wondering why.
What's that in the woods on the edge of Cle Elum?
Would anyone believe ya if you dared even tell 'em?

The wheelbarrow's a rickshaw for dirt and debris,
a long shot for glory and immortality.
But there in the trees among pine cones and sparrows,
is a sky scraping tower of rusty wheelbarrows.

There was no master plan when he first stacked dirt carriers,
imagination and gravity his only true barriers.
Does he rent them? Does he steal them? Is he on the straight and narrow?
Does his old dog Hunter beg, steal and wheel-barrow?

But he could only go so far without pushing his luck,
what the stacker really needed was a big fire truck.
And then just this morning, like a gift dropped from heaven,
came the big ladder truck from fire district seven.

Of all the great towers in all this great world,
we should remember and try to be mindful.
Spectacular feats of engineering and vision,
Babel, and Pisa, Eiffel.

But when they ask you to name the greatest of towers,
made by kings, czars or pharaohs,
Be sure to tell 'em,
'bout the one in Cle Elum,
Known simply as "Tower Wheelbarrows"

And when the stacking is done
and the stacker grows old,
there will be no sad goodbye.
He'll look up for a while then Stephen will smile,
and climb his wheelbarrow stairway to the sky.

-Eric Johnson

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

"Fabulous old wheelbarrow"

New Hampshire, 2016

Colleen Prieto wrote: "Our elderly friend who lives in town lent us her fabulous old wheelbarrow so we could move woodchips from a pile in our front yard to the gardens out back. Thought you might like a photo :-)"

Friday, August 19, 2016

Gloucester Life Museum

The former "Folklife" museum in Gloucester, now Gloucester Life Museum, has this wheelbarrow as part of a WWII display about young women working on farms during the war.

Monday, July 25, 2016

Many, varied, waiting

"I took this photo at Camp Baker in Florence, Oregon." —Renee Cabatic

I looked it up. Camp Baker is a Boy Scout camp. Here's a video, in case someone here wants to hear the local accents and see where those wheelbarrows live. My guess (I could be wrong) is that the wheelbarrows are to help kids get their gear to the campsites, and back out after they strike tents and whatnot. The dune descent contest seven minutes in is fun.