Back in the 1930s, during the Great Depression, my father and grandfather paid off the mortgage on the farm through income from turpentine. This is a catface, where the bark was scraped off a pine tree so its sap would ooze out, to be caught in a metal cup nailed below on the tree.
The rest of the tree long ago was logged.
Behind the pine tree stump and the adjoining oak tree, you can see a beaver pond. Continue reading