Bumpy
grandpabumpy.bsky.social
Bumpy
@grandpabumpy.bsky.social
A 62 year old (recently) Single Sojourner planting my own Forest and Walking the Red-Road alone. Enjoying Life! NO PRIVATE DM! It will be an instant Block-User! (Bots)
Still working with my trees.
Many need attention.
I still have pots filled with young trees in my dining room!
March 10, 2025 at 1:08 PM
My Robins are back!
March 10, 2025 at 1:05 PM
This Maple is dying. A full 1/3rd has already sheered off and landed on my roof. I might have to have this one removed. It leans hard towards a 500 gal. Propane tank.
March 10, 2025 at 1:04 PM
Cropped! I must have removed 70% of this tree!
March 10, 2025 at 1:02 PM
My motion detectors going off, the game cameras trigger….
Its the WERE-RABBIT!
March 10, 2025 at 1:00 AM
Caught on trail cam….
A WERE-RABBIT!
March 9, 2025 at 10:33 PM
Im tired! Who made me do all this work today? I think ive been up and down the mountain a hundred times today. Im securing things because a local drug addict is in the neighborhood.
Cage everything up!
They wont steal hand tools!
Too lazy! 😂
March 9, 2025 at 8:49 PM
Still picking up tree limbs and brances. Flowers are peeking!
March 9, 2025 at 7:44 PM
Not much to look at, the deconstructed house w/ new roof has never been finished. I had just enough time to remove the last of three chimneys before snow flew. Im still cleaning up, bricks, lumber, and steel. Im almost done! This place was a garbage dump! So its improving! Always cleaning!
March 9, 2025 at 7:42 PM
My itty bitty tree cutting has a tiny leaf!
Yayyyyyyyy!
March 9, 2025 at 3:02 PM
Look out World!
I GOT A FLOWER!
March 9, 2025 at 1:36 PM
Week one.
Time to play in MY Dirt!
Good Morning from Appalachia.
March 9, 2025 at 12:14 PM
OH SHIT! Camoflage! Thats whats Missing from my big black BAT-REDNECKMOBILE! Oh Yes!
LET THE STOOPIDIDITTY COMMENCE! Behold my Crimson Necked Dudes and Dudettes…
I have not yet begun to red-neckify! (Then some dumbass kid will fall in love and pay me 30 k for it! 😂🙏) or I could add a Pintle….
March 9, 2025 at 1:29 AM
My Personality was Suppressed. My entire life. Lived for others. A Soldier. A Husband. A Farmer.
Now, Alone, here I can let my Spirit Wander. Living for now. This Moment is mine. Im not sure who I am. I dont need to be anything for anyone. Im not sure I can remember that long ago…
But ill find him.
March 9, 2025 at 1:15 AM
I like my music in here. My Victrola. My Record Player. My CD player. Scratchy old poppin’ shit. Just like me! Sunrise and moonrise can be seen from this window. Thats why I put it here!
I love this room!
March 9, 2025 at 12:59 AM
Lost-Bird. Max. Many Friends here. In memory and in books.
I burn Sage for them. Flat Cedar to keep the “Others” down. Im on Sacred Ground. I must Welcome them all. No Darkness allowed.
These are the Old-Ways.
I am Gratefull to my Ancestors, my Sacred Mother and All-Creator. A room for them all.
March 9, 2025 at 12:54 AM
as I empty the other half of my life from ghis space it suddenly started to fill. These are my Ancestors. My Honored Dead.
I want the table gone. A sitting room for the Spirit World. Maybe a recliner. I even found a Vets Ashes and his Photo. I still need to keep a Promise. Just one more.
He waits.
March 9, 2025 at 12:45 AM
Moved the cabinet out completely and took the wall mounted dish display racks off the walls.
I HATE THAT GRANDMA PLATE DISPLAYING BULLSHIT! Anyway, getting a normal amout of furniture in a room would help immensely. Im looking for art.
A lot has been destroyed. Im thinking drop down movie screen.
March 9, 2025 at 12:20 AM
Got home. Climbed on roof, fixed antenna, put away ladder, parked truck, dropped clothes, lit candles, paid bills, and smoking something AWESOME! I love evenings now! Oh… I cleaned too!
(after moving furniture) im creating my own space. I havent seen most of this stuff in DECADES!
March 9, 2025 at 12:14 AM
After considerable work, and a 12 dollar paint job, Bouncin’ Betty is Born! Behold my redneckery!
March 8, 2025 at 8:11 PM
I Feed them Both!
March 7, 2025 at 10:20 PM
Keeping Spirits Contained.
This, is “ Magwa” the Owl.
The Grim Reaper of the Native World. Respected here.Vultures wings and owl feathers denote many Dark- Spirits being imprisoned. “Kept” in objects of Power. This Collection spans Centuries.
Wolf Clan are the Hunters of Evil.
The “Guardians.”
March 7, 2025 at 10:15 PM
So I start finding Origional Art and shit I paid big for, under a bed smashed up and stained. I cleaned them up and “removed her” from the walls.
March 7, 2025 at 10:07 PM
Order a full set of headlights and turns, this is what I get. So I order another set. ( I dont have time for bs and doing shit twice. ) so the asshole driver shows up a day later and find the other light rolling around in his truck. Dumbasses.
March 7, 2025 at 9:35 PM
Grandpa Bumpy went to the Am-Vets Post and taught some young fellers a lesson in WEIRD! Yeah, I felt guilty driving home… but I was sober. Still had fun. Kid tellin me about his harley. Showed him a picture of my 48 Panhead. Im OLD BIKER TRASH! Havin’ Fun!
Like my beer goggles?
March 7, 2025 at 3:41 AM