The Rural Voice, 1991-04, Page 10TREES
SPRING SPECIAL
6 - 7 ft. Crimson King Maple
Now $12.00
(limited supply) Reg. $25
Large selection of
potted trees, seedlings,
and 6 -10 ft. bareroot trees
and nursery stock for farm
windbreaks, reforestation,
specimen panting,
and lining out.
Catalogue available
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Master R. R. 2, SEAFORTH
527-1750
Saugeen
Festival
of Music
Concert Series
GEORGIAN BAY SYMPHONY
April 7, 3 p.m., Holy Family Church, Hanover
MOREL—NEMISH DUO PIANISTS
April 12, 8 p.m., Annesley United Church,
Markdale
MARINA PICCIN!NI, FLUTE and ANDREAS
HAEFLIGER, PIANO
April 13, 8 p.m., St. Matthew's Lutheran
Church, Hanover
CHAMBER ENSEMBLE (to be announced)
April 14, 8 p.m., St. Matthew's Lutheran
Church, Hanover
DUETS AND DIALOGUES: MOIR
FORTEPIANO DUO
April 20, 8 p.m., Knox United Church,
Durham
ORGAN RECITAL: MAREK KUDLICKI
April 21, 8 p.m., Sacred Heart Church,
Walkerton
LISZTS CHRISTUS — North American Premlere
April 26, 8 p.m., Immaculate Conception
Church, Formosa
April 28, 8 p.m., The Centre in the Square,
Kitchener
FESTIVAL DINNER: A ROYAL KNIGHT OUT
May 4, 6:30 p.m., Hartley House, Walkerton
Ticket Information
519-665-7505 519-396-5605
6 THE RURAL VOICE
EVEN RECYCLING IS
BECOMING COSTLY
Gisele Ireland is from Bruce County.
Her most recent book, Brace Yourself,
is available for $7 from Bumps Books,
Teeswater, Ontario, NOG 2S0.
The traffic in our yard rivals rush
hour in a good sized town some days,
so rarely do I get excited about who is
coming and going. I'll show mild in-
terest if they have a siren or red flash-
ing lights. Last week's visitor was an
exception. He got my attention im-
mediately.
This caller made a spectacular turn
into the lane, tires squealing, and bare-
ly missed the trees going by the house.
I twitched every curtain following his
progress. He stopped his truck with a
dangerous swerve in the snow by the
shop and started roaring before he
even got out from behind the wheel.
His list of grievances and com-
plaints were not new. He was just re-
inforcing what we've all been reading
lately with nauseating regularity.
We're in a recession!
Evidently this irate farmer had just
come back from his weekly trip to the
local dump. He unloaded his truck,
and then threw back on anything he
thought could be recycled on his farm.
The manager of the dump charged him
a buck a piece for anything he took.
"Imagine what the country's coming
to when they start charging you for
garbage?" he bellowed. "The young
pup even had the nerve the mention
paying GST to boot."
From what I could gather, he'd
certainly come to the right place for a
sympathetic hearing. Super Wrench
and our son were up to their elbows in
recycled garbage. Super Wrench was
cutting old tires in half with a skill
saw and cursing the metal wires that
were ruining his blade. Our son was
cutting used plastic barrels to make
the bodies for hog feeders.
All the materials they were using
for these new handy dandy hog feed-
ers that hopefully wouldn't be chewed
up within a week were complimentary
from the trash pile.
They all came into the kitchen to
continue their discussion on the state
of the economy over a cup of coffee.
Super Wrench had just about calmed
his ruffled feathers a bit when I deci-
ded to have a bit of fun. "Have you
read this?" I asked, and passed a page
of a farm paper to him. The lead story
was how farmers would take a 20 per
cent drop in income this year. After
scanning the third line he was on the
rampage again. Super Wrench threw
me a look that meant he'd get even
later.
"Twenty per cent drop," he roared,
"I only made $38.72 on the farm last
year." In that case, Super Wrench told
him in a soothing tone of voice, you'll
never miss the other $7.74 you're not
going to get.
By the time he left, we'd all
learned a lot about the inefficiency of
the government, what politicians were
good for, and what they could do with
free trade. None of the things he sug-
gested were physically possible.
I must admit, his dissertation of the
present state of the economy was far
more colourful and interesting than
reading some economist's version in
the paper, or even hearing it from the
lips of our minister of finance. It gave
me a great idea though. Lying on the
sewing table were a pair of insulated
coveralls with a broken two way
zipper. They were too expensive to
throw out, and a 54 inch zipper of
durable weight wasn't available within
a 50 mile radius. Maybe someone had
thrown a pair in the dump from which
I could remove what I needed. It
would only cost a buck. You can
count on bargains like that only in a
recession!O
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