Canal Winchester Messenger - June 13th, 2021

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Slate Run Historical Farm
operating hours
Metro Parks’ Slate Run Living
Historical Farm, 1375 State Route 674
North, Canal Winchester hours are:
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and
Sunday 9 a.m. to 6 p.m. and Friday and
Saturday from 9 a.m. to 7 p.m. The farm
is closed on Monday.
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This idea was for the birds
Years ago, I wanted to keep chickens on
my acre-plus property, but like many good
plans, it was not meant to be after a wise
chicken farmer pointed out amateur mistakes
I was bound to make.
For months I scoured do-it-yourself project
pages for a coop I could handle. Well, I
should say that my daughter and I could
handle because she has a natural ability to
assemble, fix or repair things. She would be
my executive chef in construction and I
would be her construction sous chef.
I showed her various designs from a
structure worthy of a Victorian manor to
something little more than a frame covered
in chicken netting–plain and functional,
but not for me.
Hitting a happy medium, I found a simple,
charming house for hens with an
enclosed white clapboard structure, ramp
and a suitable protected outdoor run.
Nothing extravagant, just manageable.
I researched the care of poultry and
skipped over information on breeding. No
roosters in my henhouse. While I can
appreciate an early morning chicken wakeup
call–I probably get up earlier than a
rooster–I did not want to worry about
weeding out fertilized eggs.
Places
I decided to start
out with a trio of
hens–three seemed
like a manageable
number and I sought
the advice of a farmer
before deciding on
which breed I wanted
to purchase after we
built the coop.
Her first question
after I shared my
plans with her: “What
are you going to do
with the hens when
they stopped producing
eggs?”
Linda
Dillman
Huh? Chickens
stop producing eggs after a few years?
Well, I’ll just get more.
She again asked, “What are you going to
do with the chickens that no longer lay
eggs?” before frankly laying out my
options–build a bigger cage to accommodate
more hens or serve the non-producers
for Sunday dinner to make way for fresh
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hens.
What? Kill the chickens after they provided
eggs for my family? No way. I’m sure
they would all have names and how can I
dispose of a creature with a cute name, who
spent her productive life feeding me?
“Well, then you’re going to eventually
end up with a coop full of chickens with
names that no longer lay eggs,” I was told
in response.
It was at that moment I saw in my mind
my beautiful white coop filled with aging
non-productive chickens living out their
lives while my refrigerator was stocked
with store-bought cartons of eggs.
A nice idea, but not the end result I
wanted. So, I threw my design clippings in
the trash and told my daughter the chicken
coop plans that I held close to my heart for
so many years would not happen.
A few days later, for the first time since
we moved into our house, two ducks landed
at the back of our property and wandered
around for the afternoon. I took it as a sign
from Mother Nature that she was giving
me a couple of egg laying creatures to enjoy
for the day since I will never have my own.
The earth is always at equilibrium.
Linda Dillman is a Messenger staff writer.
Strong acting saves another “Conjuring” installment
Hollywood has been combing through
the case files of paranormal investigators
Ed and Lorraine Warren for ideas for more
than four decades now, but it wasn’t until
2013 that anyone thought to make a movie
centered around the dynamic demon-fighting
duo of the Northeast.
In “The Conjuring,” the story revolves
around their attempt to uncover the origins
of a haunted farmhouse before it destroys
the sweet family living within, but it
wasn’t the tried-and-true horror trope that
captured the interest of the general public.
Though considered one of the best supernatural
films of the decade, what made
“The Conjuring” such a hit was the chemistry
between the actors Patrick Wilson
and Vera Farmiga and their depiction of
the unwavering faith between their reallife
counterparts as they fought off demons
while battling their own. Not only did their
portrayal add something new to the horrorsphere,
but it also sparked a newfound
interest in the couple (along with newfound
claims of fraud) and kickstarted a multimillion
dollar franchise and extended universe
with solo films and spin-offs where
they play second fiddle to haunted dolls
and other objects.
In their latest venture, “The Conjuring:
The Devil Made Me Do It,” it sees the two
take center stage once again as they try to
prove that a young man accused of murder
only did so at the behest of evil spirits.
The Reel Deal
The film begins in
slick and stylized fashion
as Ed (Wilson) and
Lorraine (Farmiga)
carry out an exorcism
on 8-year-old David
Glatzel (Julian
Hilliard) in early
1980s Connecticut.
With thick fog rolling
through the kitchen
and David doing his
best impression of a
Dedra
Cordle
human pretzel on the dining table to great
sound effect, they try to get the spirit to
leave the boy despite the physical and emotional
toll it is taking on their own bodies.
Try as hard as they might, this demon is
not leaving — until the boyfriend of David’s
sister invites it into his own, that is.
Not believing that he is now host to an
evil entity (Ed collapsed after the exorcism
due to his heart problems and was not able
to explain that he saw the transference),
Arne Cheyenne Johnson (Ruairi O’Connor)
goes about his life none the wiser. But soon
odd things start to happen — a cereal box
falls to the floor, he starts to see visions,
and his once even temper becomes shorter
and shorter.
While helping his girlfriend Debbie
(Sarah Catherine Hook) do odd jobs around
the dog kennel where they work one day,
he “blacks out.” When he finally comes to,
he is covered in blood and realizes that he
has stabbed business owner Bruno Sauls
(Ronnie Gene Blevins) to death.
Upon hearing the news, a newly awakened
Ed and his increasingly clairvoyant
wife Lorraine rush back to the town to try
to uncover how this happened. Unlike the
local law enforcement officials, the prosecuting
attorney and the international
media, they whole-heartedly believe Arne’s
claim that the devil made him do it.
Rather than delve into a straight courtroom
drama with elements of Satanic
Panic, the film retraces the case to the
beginning when Ed and Lorraine first
heard about David’s possession. Through
flashbacks, tight shots of dark and dank
quarters and a jump scare involving a
waterbed, they determine that someone
had placed a powerful curse on him, one
that would have made him kill anyone the
demon commanded. With that part of the
mystery solved, they have to figure out who
placed the curse on him, why, whether it
has truly transferred to Arne and how far
this curse-placer is willing to go in order to
get what they want.
As the eighth installment in the greater
Conjuring universe, “The Devil Made Me
See REEL DEAL, page 5