You’ve heard the saying that if you cut your own firewood it warms you twice?
Our friend, Joe, offered it to us — free trees already cut down and trimmed and dragged to the side of the road.
So, a couple of weeks ago, on the hottest day of the year so far, we cut and hauled and stacked firewood for next year.
Warmed us, yes…
Even Joe teased us, “You aren’t supposed to be cutting firewood in May,” he laughed.
But we were grateful for it — and we will be especially grateful when it warms us that second time next January… Thanks, Joe.
The entire time we were working on firewood, I kept anxiously thinking of the garden, which was supposed to be perfect beds completed in April, but were still very unmade. No spring lettuce or greens or radishes or peas here.
So now the 7 ft fence is in –though Mr. H. C. is still fretting that our herd of deer will be able to jump the low side — there is a beautiful gate (awaiting permanent fencing in the future) and a summer garden is planted.
It’s a first year garden with only some random compost dumpings from last year, and some mushroom manure, so we were excited to find a nearby farm that offered CSAs. That will take the pressure off our poor, small, first-year garden plot (and the gardeners too…)
hours days weeks of work just to get these two beds dug, free of grass, fenced, and the third one tilled up. The third one is outside our fence, so it has to be filled with veggies and herbs the deer won’t eat; I know from experience, there is no plant alive that a deer won’t nibble on and perhaps ruin. At the city house, I gave up vegetable gardening the morning I discovered one bite taken out of all the green peppers. They also ate the hairy, spiky zucchini plants that they aren’t supposed to like. So I’m skeptical even about onions and garlic, but I took the chance. I’m also going to plant some rhubarb there in the hopes they will eat it and die.
Okay, I know that sounds rash, but fencing is expensive, people! And it takes time. And it is awkward — I’m bumping up against the Industral Deer Strength Netting all the time.
until overnight, this happened:
So the trees are caged again to protect them from the evil deer, and Mr. H. C. is reading up on solar electric fences.
And there are walnuts on the walnut tree…