Homebrew archeology

Today was a strange one, after a run to the tire dealer to have some work done, Me, my younger brother and our Mom went out to set floor joists for the new storage loft. There was plenty to be done, the loft work, some adjustments on the new tractor, and finally planting a Macintosh Apple tree I picked up on sale this morning in the new orchard I'm setting up. I'm a firm believer in heirloom preservation, but that kind of fell apart this spring as time and budget came into play, so I picked up some trees on sale at the home center. I did manage at least a Bartlett Pear and some decent apples. No Ohio farm is complete without a Bartlett Pear and a Macintosh apple.

Now on to the real strangeness, after the last nail of the day was driven home, and between the rolling thundershowers that were racing through the area today we put our spades to the soil. Very quickly we discovered again that my chosen location for the new orchard had at one point been the informal landfill for one or more sets of tenants that had lived on Windy Hill in the past. Last week my Brother and I thought we had found a buried Econoline truck, and various other artifacts have surfaced from pick axes to the dash panel of a '57 Chevrolet!

Todays find's amounted to broken 60's Pottery, and not the privy hole I was hopeful of, probably dumped sometime in the mid 80's, and a saltshaker, (intact). My Brother was getting into the spirit of the dig and our hole ended up quite some bit bigger than was required for my tree.

Just as a note, we don't call my brother captain Peps without good reason, he's the worlds greatest addict of Pepsi-cola, and the most devoted collector of Pepsi...um...stuff. Everything from bottles of every description to complete store displays fill his universe.

Which brings us back to our tree hole. About a foot down, and rather off to the side from where I wanted the tree, I found what I thought to be part of a glass bottle. As we uncovered more of it, we quickly discovered that it was indeed, a late glass Pepsi bottle of the 1980's and amazingly, completely intact, label and all. All due care was taken in uncovering this discarded relic so my bro could add it to his collection. I was surprised, he was thrilled, and finally, the tree was planted.