My friend Bill Fosher jokingly suggested that I become a Hindu so I could summon Ganesha, remover of obstacles.  Since the snow has melted, I’ve been reminded of just how much cleanup is ahead of me on the farm.  The edited list of pending removals includes plain old trash thrown over the edge of the driveway by the barn,

a non-functional snowplow blade,

lumber debris fields,

and the requisite truck axle.

The farm is also home to overwhelming quantities of decrepit fence, some of whose original purpose is deeply mysterious,

and miles of barbed wire, mostly embedded in tree trunks.

Last fall, I had delusions that I would clear all of this before summer arrived, but the reality of the pace of progress is settling in.  Time to make a shrine.