Sunday, February 6, 2011

A Farm Auction

"Farming looks mighty easy when your plow is a pencil and you're a thousand miles from the corn field."

Dwight David Eisenhower


Yesterday morning Secret Agent Man and I ventured just up the road from our farm to an auction that was scheduled to take place. Although we didn't get the light snow that was predicted, the weather was still unpleasant with gusty winds, cold temps and drizzle. We showed up early before the bidding began to check out the offerings.


A large family farm was being divided for sale as the heirs couldn't agree on its fate. Land, farm equipment, and the small farmhouse were all on the auction block. The farm had been divided into tracts with more than one tract being for more than seventy acres. Under the striped tent household items were being organized. Before the auction was over the tent had been flattened by the wind.


Only a few antiques were among the offerings. These two stoneware crocks were in the farmhouse and really caught my eye.



Before we left our house Secret Agent Man told me I would be fine in my fleece jacket. I believe his exact words were, "It's not that cold out there." I should have been wise like this farmer in the photo and put on a pair of coveralls. It was seriously cold.



The weather didn't deter anyone and even though much land was sold, a large piece of it is still with the family.....and those crocks didn't come home with me. *sniff, sniff*




40 comments:

  1. That is always the sad thing with heirs and property! Sorry you didn't get the crocks,I can see why you would want them. Hope you don't get sick for being so brave about the cold!

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  2. Those crocks would have come home with me too!

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  3. The only items we ever buy at auctions is farm equipment. I wonder why that is?

    Looks like a fun way to spend some time -- too bad it was so cold.

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  4. My wife and I love going to auctions. Best auction we ever went to was on the 1st Saturday in January years ago. That one had weather like at yours. I was like Secret Agent Man before we went..."It's not that cold" :). We still laugh about that one.

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  5. I look for those crocks every sale I go to, plus have everyone else look. I hate seeing large farms divided.

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  6. darn...those crocks would have been great at your place....great photos...

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  7. I hate to hear about farms being divided up and sold too. But I know that is the reality of the realty market... I like your 'self portrait' in the mirror. :)

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  8. So sad when things like this happen in families. How much did a 70 acre plot go for? Any good deals? Love those crocks too--wish you had tucked them in your car for the ride home.
    You should join us this Friday for Farm Friend Friday--would love to have you :)

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  9. That really made me kinda sad. I would have wanted those crocks on the right too. So sorry you didn't get them. I loved the picture of the barn and the farmer. It even looks cold. Makes me thankful for our 39 degree weather this morning.

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  10. We have alot of farm auctions around here.
    We go because of the equipment.
    Seems like its always freezing cold when we go too......
    Sorry you didnt get the crocks, maybe next time:)
    Have a good weekend!

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  11. Aww, that is really sad that the family couldn't come to an agreement. I do hope you came home with something as a prize for sticking out that cold day!!! I have often fantasized about winning a lottery and opening a roadside stand selling over priced rusted farm implements to tourist all the while wearing a huge hat and surrounded by a pack of big, slobbering dogs LOL

    BTW, thanks for the encouragement about my "Serious Sunday" topic...discouraged is an understatment and that is why I just needed to get it out in words. (((hugs)))

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  12. Love those crocks. Too bad about the cold. Wind always makes the cold so unbearable. It's sad about the old farm being auctioned off, but nice if people like you and secret agent man were to buy it.--Inger

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  13. Always sad when a family farm goes under.

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  14. I do love going to auctions. I like to look for old sewing patterns and notions. Sometimes I hit the jackpot! Crocks are so classic-used for so many things.

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  15. Country auctions are fascinating, but they're kind of sad, too. Hope you find antiques somewhere else.

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  16. it's a shame when so much family history is decided in this way.

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  17. Ah, this all sounds so fun and familiar...except I work them instead of bid! ha. Still fun! Sorry the crocks didn't make it back with you! Sometimes the competition can be fierce!

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  18. A thoughtful mean to measure time and life. May they continue to treat you all kind.


    daily athens

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  19. Farmchick -- used to go to farm auctions when I was younger and could withstand weather conditions like tornadoes, cyclones, blizzards, and hail storms. Now I'm just old enough to not want to stand outside and test my endurance. You must be able to withstand all the conditions. I think you should have gotten the crocks as a prize for all that you went through that day. -- barbara

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  20. Too bad you lucked out on the crocks - and froze to boot ! I think I've finally learned to overdress a bit - I can always take it off ...

    Love that shot of the barn !

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  21. Farm sales are always bittersweet! Sorry you didn't get the crocks. I love them too! I think your snow ended up coming north and falling on us. What was supposed to be a dusting turning into six inches! JUST what we needed!

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  22. A sad thing when farms go up for sael. It is easy to understand the family disagreements that can lead to this decision, but no one is making more farm land these days. Once gone, it is gone.

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  23. Verde Farm - I was not there for the land bidding. Too cold. I will likely hear "around town" what it sold for, sometime this week.

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  24. I went to a couple farm equipment auctions when I was a kid; visiting my Grandfather in Idaho - Grandpa never bought anything but I believed he greatly enjoyed the auction atmosphere. I understand for families who are loosing everything this must be very sad.

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  25. You always manage to get so much atmosphere in to your images. Love it!:)

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  26. I grew up on a small family farm.
    I always think it is sad when they come to an end. But, farm auctions are fascinating, nonetheless! You never know what you'll find at one.

    Too bad you didn't get the crocks. My mother bought a large Red Wing Pottery crock at an auction when I was just a girl and then it sat for the next 30 years in our basement, storing junk, snowmobile helmets, etc. A few years ago she asked what I wanted for Christmas and I requested to rescue the crock from the basement! I bought a glass top for it and it's now an end table on our screen porch. :)

    P.S. Husbands NEVER think it's that cold outside! My dh is the same way! ;)

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  27. Love Ike's quotation because it's so true! Sorry you didn't get the crocks; did someone else outbid you on them?

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  28. It's sad to see farms being sold like that. Sorry you missed out on the crocks.

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  29. Though we love a good farm auction, it is a difficult thought that someone once loved their life on the farm, but it was no longer sustainable to stay.
    You never know what treasures you will find. Sorry the crocks did not come home with you. I loved them too. Your daughters toasted marshmallow would warm any day.
    BlessYourHeart

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  30. I have one of those large crocks. It came from my father in laws farm house. I use it to hold last months magazines. I love it.

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  31. I agree with the earlier comment about the bittersweetness. A family auction caused irreparable damage in my mother's family when I was thirteen, and I watched it happen again five years ago with my best friend's family in Smalltownland. She shouldn't have had to fight her cousins to buy her granny's cornstick pans and skillets.

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  32. Too bad about the crocks! I wasn't able to go to my Grandpa's estate auction, but my sister bought me a clock that I remember hung over his TV set in the livingroom. So whenever I see it, I think of Grandpa Otto.

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  33. Its sad, to know that the farm is no more, my parents farm is up for sale, and I am dreading the time they have to leave, and going up there will stop.
    Jan

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  34. I love going to country auctions, but I never buy anything. Too bad you didn't bring the crocks home.

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  35. That Farming Quote at the beginning is absolutely true!!!!

    Sad about the farm...but such reality in farm/family business:(

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  36. Too bad it was so cold. It's hard to enjoy yourself when you're concentrating on trying to stay warm. Love that old barn.

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  37. It always makes me sad when a farm that someone worked so hard on for so long, gets divided after their death.
    Sorry you didn't get those crocks! I would have had my eye on them. too.

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  38. Aw, it's so sad to see these old farm places put up for sale and everything divided up and gone. Kind of "end of an era". The family farms are going by the wayside, it seems. That big ole barn is still magnificent...

    Sorry you didn't get your crocks! You should have gotten your hubby's coat, too!

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