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Last autumn I had the evergreens shading our high-value, warming, southern exposure removed – or in three cases, turned into naked support masts for future ham radio antennas. Several people have mentioned my “flag pole(s)” wondering what I am going to fly from it/them and when.
That particular idea has been churning around in my subconscious for quite some time.
What flag would I like to hoist at the entrance to our homestead?
Ideally, it would be the flag I designed and produced representing the phrase,
“The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants“.
But I have not run across a custom flagmaker … or been inspired to research it to fruition. Jacket patches is as far as I took that idea.
I considered Jolly Rogers, Gadstens, Molon Labe, Gonzales COME AND TAKE IT, and looked around for one about sailing, trombones, music, amateur radio, organic farming or other ideas that spoke about me, us. Nothing practical came to pass.
Then in a magic moment, I tripped over high-quality, inexpensive checkered flags. OH YEAH! I cannot count the number of checkered flags that signaled the end of an exciting run … Laguna Seca, Sears Point, uncountable autocrosses … they all culminated with a checkered flag at the finish line.
After 16 years with Missy where we moved reliably every two years, I have crossed the finish line with the homestead we are now developing.
I hoisted my flag.
What is yours?