September 29, 2013

Sammy's Silly Sunday








Sam and Katy are about four months old now and recently had their spay and neuter. Because the procedures were part of their adoption package, I took them to the clinic at the shelter.

Neither kitten was too happy about it. Sam, in particular, reverted to his withdrawn, hissy self. I'm sure all the sounds and smells brought back memories of their being there. After I picked them up and brought them home, Sam was a different cat. As soon as he came out of the carrier and realized where he was, he grabbed on to my leg and gave me a huge hug. He purred and purred. He followed me around and wanted to be picked up and petted. He must have realized he was HOME, forever. He no longer cringes when we reach for him or pet him. In fact, he loves it.

They remain high energy tear-em-ups. One of Dan's (many) nicknames for them are The Hooligans. I told him that if I was still into cat blogging (Welcome To Rascal's World and Little Cat Zee), I'd make them a blog entitled The HooligaNation.

Riley remains completely unimpressed and unappreciative of their presence here. We decided his blog would be called CurmugeoNation. No, I'm not actually going to do it, but it's fun to think about.

Sammy's Silly Sunday © September 2013 

September 26, 2013

Good-Bye Old Oak Tree

When we first moved here we had three huge oak trees in the yard.

View from the north.  They really add a lot to the property.
Photo from summer 2009

They were mature and shade providing, but old. Our homeowners insurance company immediately demanded that the two closest to the house and outbuildings be trimmed back, or else.

We had several estimates done for trimming them. We thought they were beautiful and only wanted the necessary minimum done. The services that came out all said the same thing, that the one next to the house wouldn't last much longer and needed to come down.

We hoped we could revitalize it with the end of the drought and tree fertilizer, but last summer it was obvious that most of the outer limbs were dead. Once again arborists warned the tree was dying. We had the dead limbs taken down for firewood.

Photo taken after the trim, August 2012

This summer there was more evidence that the tree was dying.

Dead root. 

It put out very few leaves this year, and by earlier this month they, too, had died.

Dead, brown, leaves but the other 2 oaks are still green.

The sad truth was that it was time for it to come down.

Cutting the wedge

I do believe a "don't try this at home" disclaimer is appropriate here. Dan is not one to jump on any bandwagon, but I suppose the skills of establishing drop zones in the middle of nowhere, years ago, never abandon one entirely.



Tying it off to hopefully prevent it from falling the wrong way!

Trees are extremely unpredictable when they fall. Ropes and chains help assure they don't go the wrong way!

Wedges were driven into the cut opposite the wedge cut.





It fell where he aimed, although it did hit its neighbor oak. The limbs were weak and brittle, snapping like twigs. Any of these could have dropped at any time, so it was good that we got the tree down when we did.


The diameter of the trunk was 39 inches. I tried to count the rings. Some were large and easy to count; there was about 40 of those. The outermost rings were very tight and difficult to distinguish There are about 40 or 50 of those. Because of the way the tree was cut, I wasn't able to count rings all the way to the center.

It leaves a huge gap in the sky overhead! I will certainly miss the shade during summer and the woodpeckers will miss boring for insects. Happily, my replacement tree, a sassafras I transplanted a few years ago, escaped damage!

I fond this sassafras sapling elsewhere on the property and
transplanted it several years ago. I've pampered it along.

Next year's firewood waiting to be cut, split, and stacked.

I love trees so it is sad to see such a tree reach its end of life. I must remind myself that even in death, things have purpose. This tree, for example, will provide heating and cooking wood for winter 2014. By taking it down now and not letting it rot away to nothing, we not only protect our house and ourselves from damage, but utilize the wood before it was useless.

The key to stewardship and environmental responsibility is to not use up a thing, but to always make a way for it to perpetuate itself. We've planted more trees than we've taken down. It's all part of leaving the world a better place.

Good-Bye Old Oak Tree © September 2013 

September 24, 2013

Grub Bucket

Never go digging without one of these.

My grub bucket

I always keep one handy when I'm digging in garden beds or compost, because I usually find quite a few of these gourmet chicken treats

Grubs found in the compost pile.

I gathered these while filling the wheelbarrow with compost. They look pretty yucky to me, but the chickens love them.

Speaking of compost

Wheelbarrow of compost

Because of all the rain this summer, this has been my most productive year for compost. The rain didn't have anything to do with it directly, but because of the rain the goats stayed inside more, which meant I had more to muck out than before. That meant lots of compost. No complaints about that.

Grub Bucket © September 2013