The old farm bucket was dug out of the ground at the first Bedlam Farm, it was one of the oldest things I found there, one of the few I brought with when we moved to our new farm. I put it up on a fence post there, and on a  fencepost here. It is symbol to me, a farm bucket was a precious and valued thing. It is a barometer of time for me, it tells me about the weather, about change and the nature of farms.