An Awesome Day, and growth explosion

Today, all four of us made it into the city for a family get together.  It made for a very long and painful day for my husband, but he hasn’t seen his sister in 4 years.  She flies home soon, so he wasn’t about to miss this chance.  It was so great to see everyone and spend time with them.  It is a rare thing for everyone to be together at the same time, these days.

With all this wonderful rain we’ve been having, it’s just fantastic to see everything so GREEN, everywhere.  Even the drive into the city looked completely different.

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A short time ago, the trees were just showing green leaves, while everything else looked like the dead growth from last year that you can still see in the ditch.  Now, it’s like the trees all just exploded in green.

(Also, I’m amused by the fact that there is a reflection of me driving, hovering in the sky. :-D )

When we got home, we found all sorts of cats had missed our company!

The inside cats were very curious about Nasty Crime boy.

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It was a shared curiosity! :-D

I’m loving the long daylight hours, too.  Though we didn’t get home until past 8pm, there was still plenty of light, so I did a quick walk around the yard to see how things were.

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The crab apple trees north of the spruce grove are finally blooming.  My sister and her husband pruned them back quite heavily last summer, but I can see that there are some dead branches that will need to be cut away.  These might have died off over the winter.

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A few days ago, these linden leaves were just barely new leaf buds!

I had a chance to ask my mother about the linden tree, because it looks so different than I remember it.  So much so that, until the leaves unfurled, it looked like two different trees!  She told me that she used to cut back the suckers every year, but no one continued that after she went to the senior’s centre she now lives in.  That would explain why they look so different.  The growth at the base – where these leaves are – is only about 4-5 years old, whereas the trunk in the middle is more like 30-35 years old.

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These lilies had been showing in green clusters but after the rain, they shot up several inches and threw out flower stocks and buds virtually overnight!

Rolando Moon approves.

I also did a basement check this evening, and the old part basement is bone dry, though there is some water in the sump pump reservoir.  Well below the level of the float.

We still need to get the old hot water tank out of there.  It’s much bigger and heavier than modern ones!

I was just thinking, as I wrote this, how I can’t remember the last time the old part basement was still dry this far into spring, and I remembered one year when it flooded.  This had to have happened before the new part was built, so I was probably about 6 years old, give or take a year or two.  I remember going part way down the stairs to see.  The water was a couple of feet deep – deep enough to cover several steps – and perfectly clean and clear.

Then, as I was looking, a frog went swimming past the bottom of the stairs!

I will never forget that frog! :-D

I hadn’t thought of that in years!

Funny how things trigger old memories of growing up in this house. :-)

The Re-Farmer

 

I found them!

With this wonderful rain we’ve been having, there has been so much new growth.

When I had the chance to go around the house with the weed trimmer, I found a lovely surprise.

The horseradish has emerged.

In two places!

I found the first one in the end of the flower garden, where we’ve been putting feed out for the birds and deer.  I had just moved the bird feeder stand into that area, shifting about to find the most steady spot for it, and it was most certainly not there, just a few days ago.

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In fact, it’s growing out in one of the first spots I’d set the stand.  If it had been a bit more level around there, the base of the stand would have been right on top of it!

The other greenery, my mom tells me are weeds.

I now know which spruce tree by the house my mom meant, when she told me where she transplanted the horseradish intentionally.

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It’s partly hidden by saplings and other growth.

Both areas have been cleared up a bit with the weed trimmer; some of it, I’ll have to come back with the pruning shears I found.

Using one of the 100 ft extension cords my older brother gifted to us, so we could have electricity to plug in our van in the winter, was enough for me to go around much of the house, as well as most of the south end of the yard.  There were just a couple of places I couldn’t reach.

While working around one area by the fence, I saw a frog hopping in the grass.  A wood frog, which is very common around here.  I wasn’t able to get a picture, though.  Ah, well.  We may not see them much, but we sure hear them a lot, in the evenings!

I was glad to get the trimming done, but it was so muggy, my face was just dripping, even though I wasn’t exerting myself at all.  It wasn’t even particularly hot – only about 18C.

There had been predictions of more rain this afternoon, but that seems to have changed.  After that, there’s no rain predicted until more storms are supposed to arrive on Wednesday, so we should have time to mow the lawn and build that gate. :-)

The Re-Farmer

Status after storms and rain

This morning, I made a point of walking around the yard to see if there was any damage from the storms.  We’re all still very wet – enough that our sump pump has actually turned on! – and everything is so wonderfully green!

First order of business was to clean out the cat food containers, which were full of water logged kibble.

I had several cats come out to see what I was doing.

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None of them were co-operative when it came to getting their pictures taken! :-D

I was very pleased at what the flower garden I’ve been working on looked like.

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Absolutely none of the uncovered cardboard blew away.  I am quite surprised, really.  With the winds we had for a while, I’m surprised quite a lot of things didn’t blow away!

No roof damage.  No dead branches fallen down – at least not in the yard.  Just some small branches and twigs.

We’re getting to where we should be mowing the lawn soon.  We’re expecting more rain today, but even without more rain, the grass is far too wet.  Hopefully, we’ll be able to get it done on Monday.

Not that there is much grass to mow.

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The above photo is of the yard to the east of the house, between the house and a flower garden on that side (though that “flower” garden is now mostly bushes).  On the far side of this garden, there is better grass.

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The above photo is the west section of the yard, near the fire pit.  Mostly moss, some weeds, and very little actual grass.

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The north side of the yard has a dead patch that perfectly corresponds with the overhanging maple branches above. Hmm.  Do you think there’s a correlation? LOL

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The south areas of the yard has more grass, especially on the south east, but under the Chinese Elm by the kitchen, it’s more weeds and dirt than grass.

That tractor tire is an interesting bit of decor. ;-D

At some point, though not likely this year, we will work to improve the lawn.  Even if it’s to move to a ground cover rather than grass.  Some areas are sparse because vehicles get driven in to the door fairly regularly, so I wouldn’t expect anything to do well in those areas.

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One thing I was seeing a lot of were black ant hills, like these.  The one in the middle was the biggest I saw.  Most were like the tiny bundle of soil to the left of it.  They’re not good to have in the yard, since they destroy root systems with their digging, but I’m not too worried about them at this point.

Our plans for the day will depend a lot on the weather, but I do hope we’ll still get some outside work done. I had been thinking of building a new barb wire gate for the other driveway, and we still might start preparations for it (like seeing if we can salvage the wood fence posts in the flower garden to replace the rotting posts in the existing barb wire gate) today.  We shall see how it works out.

Little by little, it’s getting done. :-)

The Re-Farmer

In the Storm, and … really??

Last night, we did indeed get an all out thunderstorm with pouring rain!

It was fantastic!

At one point, I was hearing things hit the window that sounded like hail.  Our van was in the yard, to make it more accessible for my husband to get to his appointment, but he ended up rescheduling the appointment, so there it stayed.  I figured, if there was going to be hail, I’d better get it to the garage.

It was less than 20 feet to the driver’s door, and I was SOAKED!  As I started it, I saw a shadow at the passenger window (closer to the house) and it was one of my daughters warning me that they’d seen a cat sheltering under the van.  She was out for mere seconds, and that was all it took for her to get drenched.  I couldn’t see out the windshield, other than shadows, even with the wipers going full blast.  Thankfully, I know our yard well enough that it was all I needed, so after revving the engine a few times to scare off any possible sheltering cats, I got the van into the garage.

Then I got some pictures from the main door.

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The camera picked up more than I could actually see.

The ground inside the garage (it’s just a dirt floor) was dry when I drove in, but by the time I parked and walked to the door to take a few pictures, then open the side door on the van to get an umbrella, there was water spilling in under my feet.  My dash to the house involved leaping puddles.

Nice to know I can still do that sort of jumping around, when needed. LOL

My grandpa slippers were full of water, regardless of any leaping of puddles. :-D

It wasn’t long before we were also shutting down computers and closing up windows.  Then we lost our internet for a while, so even our cell phones became useless (and I was in the middle of a Skype conversation. :-D ).

The storm quickly passed, though a much smaller one swept through later, and we continued to see lightning to the northeast of us for some time.

Best of all, the rain continued for quite a while.

This morning, everything looks so much greener, already!

My plans for the day, however, have changed.  Because something rather ridiculous happened last night.

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See this?

That fell out of one of my teeth, last night.

Yup.  It’s a filling.

All I could think was, really???  I do NOT need this right now!

I now have a big, gaping hole in the back of my mouth.  The remains of an old root canal, done at least 15 years ago.

Which means that I have to be very, very careful what I can eat or drink for the next while.

Thankfully, because the tooth is already dead, there is no pain.  The remaining pieces of tooth, however, would be rather fragile, I’m sure.

I phoned a dental clinic in town this morning and, thank God!, they do direct billing AND have an opening they can put me in this afternoon.

It means juggling the budget again, but at least I won’t have to wait until next week, when pay comes in.

And maybe, just maybe, when we go into the city on Sunday for a sort of a family reunion dinner with my husband’s family in the city, I’ll even be able to eat with everyone else!

Speaking of eating, I’ve not had breakfast yet, and I can’t think of anything we’ve got right now that would be safe for me to eat.  I might have to whip up a quick soup or something.

Time to get creative!

The Re-Farmer

It’s Raining! Also, we need another wood pile.

This is so awesome!

We’ve got a real, honest to goodness RAIN happening right now!

We recently got more weather alerts, this time for thunderstorms, for the south and east areas of the province.  The usual warnings about possible hail, etc.  These storms tend to pass us by, where we are.  I remember talking to my dad on the phone and asking about storms I was hearing about, and he’s say, no, nothing over here.

I did just hear a rolling of thunder as I wrote that last sentence.  Oh, it is so wonderful to see the rain!

So here are some pictures from yesterday.

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More was added after this picture was taken, but it still wasn’t enough to cover the entire flower garden.

There are plenty of leaves to rake up that can be added.  The maple grove has lots.  Unfortunately, it’s such a mess, we can’t actually do any raking.

I started cleaning up around the area closest to the flower garden.  Just around a lilac bush and a maple tree.

Most of the lilac bush was dead.  Even with the living branches, I still trimmed away deadwood.  Thankfully, I’d found some anvil pruners, which made the job easier.  At least until those break, too. :-/

I also cut away most of suckers at the base of the maple tree, taking out dead branches that had fallen – including one that had fallen right into the lilac bush – and as much as I could reach of those that hadn’t fallen yet.  These suckers have had years of growth, so a saw was needed.  The space needed to saw them meant I wasn’t trimming them as close to the trunk as I should be. :-/

(Darn.  Sounds like the rain has already stopped.  I hope more comes, later!)

This is what’s left of the lilac bush.

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I took about about 3 or 4 dead trunks, along with lots of dead suckers, and trimming the excess.  I love lilacs, but they do have a spreading habit, so there was quite a bit to trim at ground level, spreading towards the maple.

I moved the old wash basin, once it was clear enough.  There’s a maple stump on the left that it used to be sitting on, as a planter (I had to cut away maple suckers from the stump, too!).  I considered turning it right side up, but that cats like to sit on it. :-D

Now there’s just the pile of soil from inside the basin to clean up.  I might put the basin upside down over the stump, just for the cats. :-D

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The base of the maple tree is mostly clear; there are still suckers to cut on the other side of the trunk.

It’s amazing how much difference, just this little bit of cleaning did.  For one thing, there is no longer dead branches hanging over what used to be an open path.

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This is what I cleaned out.

We need to start another wood pile.  The dead stuff can go where we are currently piling wood, but the green stuff needs to be set aside to dry, to be fuel for the fire pit next year. :-)

You can kind of see what it looked like before; the following picture was taken from the garden side, and you can see the wash basin planter and the stump it had been on.

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In between working on the open areas of the yard itself (that weed trimmer is sure going to pay for itself, over and over!), we will continue to clean up in the maple grove, and continue to layer the leaves we rake up onto the flower garden.

That will take a few months.

:-)

I also moved this…

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A strange place for a bird feeder stand.  It is now in the end of the flower garden outside the living room window.  We’ll look into finding some way to anchor it, since that area is more exposed to winds.  Between this and the bird bath I want to move over there, we should soon have a nice little sanctuary outside our living room window. :-)

The Re-Farmer

Flower Garden Progress: cardboard layer

The ornamental apples in the flower garden are very enthusiastically blooming right now!

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While working under it last night, I could hear a constant hum of bees over my head!

I worked on layering cardboard onto the cleaned out flower garden for as long as I had light.  Most of the time was spent taking tape off the boxes.

That’s one way to use up all those boxes from moving!

I was able to clear out most of the boxes in the Old Kitchen that my sister gave me to pack up my parents’ stuff before the movers arrived.  I kept the strongest ones for packing the books and whatnot that are in the sun room when we finally get to it.  Then we started on our own moving boxes.  Getting those up the stairs from the new part basement was surprisingly dangerous.  We have to close the door behind us because it’s not safe for our cats to go down there until we start cleaning the basements out.  The door opens inward, over the steps.  There’s just no good way to open a door from a steep set of stairs while clutching a bunch of boxes that are busily working on sliding out of your grip and falling down the stairs! :-D

At least the stairs are not as steep or skinny as the ones to the old part basement!

I could really tell which boxes were ones we packed, and which the movers packed.  I was reminded, again, of what a terrible job they did. :-(  The ones packed by the movers were a lot easier to remove the tape from, though, since there was hardly any, and they didn’t make any effort to make sure it stuck to the cardboard. :-/

So this is what the flower garden looked like last night.

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When I ran out of boxes again, I just stopped.  By the time I brought up more and removed the tape, it would have been full dark.

The temperatures were just perfect, though. :-D

I actually stayed out after taking this picture and started spraying the cardboard with water, more to add the weight of water, just in case a wind picked up.  The hose we were using was too short, so I found a much longer one in the garden shed (using a flashlight) and set that up.

It wasn’t until hours later that I remembered that there is another tap on the other side of the Old Kitchen.  Without the sun room to go around, that tap is much closer to the garden.

Oops. :-D

I brought up more boxes this morning – I even managed to bring up more than I actually needed.  Which is good.  More boxes available to pack up the sun room and the Old Kitchen.

This is what it looked like this morning, after I finished layering the cardboard.

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Next thing to do was saturate the cardboard.

I’d grabbed a lawn sprinkler from the garden shed last night, only to have 3 others come with it.  Turns out they were tied together.  This morning, I went through them to try and figure out which was the least broken and hooked it up.

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The adjustment was jammed in one position, so I took advantage of that and started from close to the house and left it there a while.  It didn’t quite reach the opposite side, plus there were voids here and there from the bushes and the clothes line platform.  After a while, I moved it to the other side.

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There were still some voids, but I got more coverage in more areas missed.

After some fighting with the knob, I did eventually get the sprinkler on the “full” setting, so I could put it in the middle.

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I left it there for maybe half an hour, so the whole thing got probably an hour or more of watering.

It wasn’t enough, but things were starting to heat up fast.

I didn’t get pictures yet, but after clearing out the hose, I started moving over the flax straw that was used to cover the septic tank cover for the winter, plus the straw that was in front of the cat house by the old kitchen, then started working on one of the piles of leaves my daughters had left by the garden for me.

For all the soaking it got, by the time I stopped, the cardboard was already starting to dry in many spots!

After I finish covering the cardboard, I will set up the sprinkler and have it run for the night, to make sure everything it thoroughly saturated.  Well.  At least as much as the sprinkler can reach.

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This is some of what I’d pulled out of the flower garden while using the weed trimmer.

No wonder the rake kept catching on things.

I’d made the mistake, yesterday, of doing a bit of raking without gloves.  This was the result. :-(

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I have learned that this is a very bad place for an open wound.  It seems everything I try to handle with my left hand (being left handed, that’s most things) hits it.

Nothing a bit of aloe vera and open air can’t handle. :-)

It’s not even 11am yet, and already we’re at 16C, with a “real feel” of 21C.  Our high is supposed to be 23C today.

No more yard work today until things cool down.

Tomorrow is supposed to be even hotter, with a possible thunderstorm.  Which works out, since my husband has medical appointments both today and tomorrow.

While working on the garden and cleaning up today, I couldn’t help but notice all sorts of areas that we need to get into, and think; that job is going to be SO much easier, now that we have a working weed trimmer!  :-D  Having the right tools makes all the difference!

The Re-Farmer

Flower Garden Progress: I broke down and did it!

It was back to working on the flower garden today.  The goal was to rake it and clean up whatever I find in it, before starting to lay down the layer of cardboard on it.

I worked around the edges, at the fence line, first and immediately found…

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… a pet food bowl, buried under the leaves.

I fought with the fence in this area.  I tipped over the tire planter right on top of it.  Never had any clue that there was something under the leaves, never mind something in bright purple plastic!

Now, theoretically, we could have taken the lawn mower to it.  My older brother did make sure we had a push mower that worked, waiting for us in the garage.

This is one of the reasons why I decided against it.

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At least the piece of sidewalk block in another area was likely there as a stepping stone.  Half a brick is just… garbage.  It wasn’t even there to mark something, since that bush near it has a stick marking it.

After clearing around the edges, I started to work my way inwards.  Clearing off what I’d already started before wasn’t too bad, but trying to rake through a mat of low growing greenery, getting hung up on buried vines, branches and sticks I couldn’t see, it was very frustrating.

So, I broke down and did it.

I went into town and bought a weed trimmer.

It was the cheapest electric one I could find, since it had to come out of the budget for something else, but I got it.

I don’t regret it.

That thing saved me hours and hours of labour.

Plus, it’s fun.

I did have to unreel new line about 5 or 6 times before I was done, though.  In the process, I uncovered rotting pieces of wood and branches that look like someone pruned them, then just left them on the ground, years ago, to be buried in dead leaves and greenery.

Not only that, but after going over the garden with the weed trimmer, I realized that I wouldn’t have to rake it at all.  I was able to clean up the garden, removing various things I found that didn’t belong, in the process.  I can start laying the cardboard down as it is right now, then start layering with the leaves and straw that we already have.

Many, many hours of labor saved.

This is what it looked like, yesterday.  (click on them to see full size)

The photo on the left was taken from inside the “gate”.  The center picture from the end, and the right photo, from the north-west corner.

This is what it looks like now.

The photo on the left is taken from the south side of the garden.  The center is taken from the south-west corner, and the right photo is from the north-west corner.

For now, I’m taking a water break, and then I plan to go out and start laying down cardboard. :-D

The Re-Farmer

 

Flower Garden Progress; done for the day!

It was much more pleasant working outside in the cooler temperatures!  We were heading well towards 30C today.

One of the first things I wanted to do when I went back out was to empty the second tire planter and move it out.

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This one still had the other half of the tire attached as a base.

Also…

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It was on top of an ants’ nest.  The rim was full of ants, some carrying eggs, trying to find their way back to the nest.

I left the planter right where it was.  I can get it out tomorrow! :-D

For the garden itself, I focused on trimming, pruning and cutting.  There were a few rose bushes at the fence line that I was going to leave, but determined that they were not deliberately planted there, so I took them out.  I pruned the apple trees a bit, and cut away deadwood from trees and bushes alike.  I cut away lots of those vines, and so on.

Then this happened.

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One of the problems we’ve found since moving here, is that so much of my parents’ stuff is gone.  The good, working stuff, that is.  Tools, equipment, supplies…  This was a fully functioning farm and, after 40 + years of farming, my parents had pretty much everything anyone could need, and then some.  What we’re finding now is basically the left behind junk.  Like these old pruning shears.  My husband was able to sharpen them, but they were clearly not going to last long.

Still, I didn’t expect a chunk to actually break off like that!

We’ll have to add “pruning shears” to our list of purchases.  Or, should I say, bump it up higher on the list.

So I made do with a small hand saw.  There is a large collection of old saws (and axes) here, with most of them being quite large.  I remember using smaller saws that would have been perfect for the work I was doing, but I have not seen any of them, anywhere.  Instead, we are using my older daughter’s hand saw, that she bought for herself a few years ago.

It did the job.  That’s the main thing.

Here is the garden now, from the south west corner.

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Clearing that west fence line was the most work.

Here is the garden from the north west corner.

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There is still a stick in there, that is supposed to me marking something my mom planted, but I don’t think there’s anything there anymore.  I’ll check more thoroughly when I start raking, tomorrow.

The fence posts are going to take a bit more effort to remove.  I can wiggle them from side to side quite a lot, but can’t pull them out.

All in all, a very good day’s work!

The Re-Farmer

 

 

Progress: working on the flower garden

Today, I decided to get started on the flower garden off the Old Kitchen.  When my mother came by a couple of days ago, we talked about what was there, what she wanted, and what I was thinking of doing.  I now know that the vines, while deliberately planted, turned out to be invasive, so she wants them gone.  There are several bushes she wants to stay, but the greenery below can go completely.  The fence will also be removed, but she doesn’t care if any new fence gets put up again later.  It can stay down.

I had already started clearing the area a bit.  Now that I know my mother is good with the greenery being gone, I have decided that I will start doing “lasagna garden” type layering to build up the soil, while at the same time killing off the invasive plants.

I intend to keep the rhubarb, which will be fairly easy to work around, and the chives are on the outside of the fence line, but whatever onions are growing among the crab grass will be buried, too.

First order of business, then, was to remove the fencing.  My daughters would continue to clean around the yard, but instead of taking the raked leaves to the big garden, I asked them to pile it near the flower garden, and I will use it later.

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The first section to work on was the “gate”.  I’d used a stick to prop it open, because it kept flopping.

When I moved the bright yellow thing hanging there, it was actually the first time I’d looked closely at it.  I had just thought it was some sort of decoration.

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Turns out, it’s a glass hummingbird feeder!

I really like it.

No idea why it was left hanging there, instead of being taken inside for the winter.  Now that I think of it, it may well have been hanging there for years.

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This is the toy rocking horse I’d found buried in the leaves and other dead foliage, when I had first started cleaning the area.

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This is the opposite end of the fencing by the gate.  It just sort of ends, sticking out past the clothes line platform.

I honestly can’t think of why any fencing was added there.  It was attached to the platform in places, so it’s not like it was added before the platform was rebuilt.  It serves no purpose that I can think of.

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While working on the gate, I quickly discovered I needed to watch my step; these broken blocks and bricks move when you step on them!

There is a downspout near there, currently with a rain barrel under it.  I am guessing these were added because the area would become muddy.

We’ll have to figure something else out, later.  I don’t know about right by the Old Kitchen, but in the garden itself, I might look into putting some stepping stones or some other decorative, yet useful, elements.

After removing the gate portion, I found a challenge.

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The self-sown trees can actually grown around the wire of the fencing.  To remove the fencing, I had to free it by cutting the trees.

That was another reason the fencing needed to go, here.  There was no way to clear away the self-sown saplings.  They have to be cleared away, or they will destroy the clothes line platform as they get bigger.  Plus, of course, they’re close to the house, and the roots would cause problems, too.

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First section clear!  Yay!

I’ll come back later to cut away the remaining bits of saplings and do other clean up.

Here is how things looked from the inside of the garden, as I started.

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This is the south side section.

Note the wooden post, at an angle, supporting the metal post.

That comes up, later.

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This is what the middle looked like.  All that greenery on the bottom is invasive plants.

It was now time to work on the side section of the fence, which started at the corner of the clothes line platform.

But first, I needed to be able to get to it.

I’d talked to my mother about the trees in the re-purposed tire planters, and the bush that was in the way of hanging anything from the planter.  She was good with me getting rid of the planters, and the saplings in them were self-sown.  While she didn’t say it outright, it was clear she wanted to bush under the clothes line to remain, but she was okay with it being pruned.

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The saplings in the planter had shallow enough root systems, that I could pull them up fairly easily, except for one in each planter.  The toughest one had to be sawed at the tap root.

Then I pruned the bush under the clothes line.

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Very stabby little branches!

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I will have to work on it again, later, to get rid of the dead branches and stuff, but for now, I just needed to get it cut back enough to clear the rail, and access the fence post at the corner.

After starting on removing the fence from the post, I quickly realized I needed to get the planter next to it out completely.  It was in the way.  So, I dumped out the soil and discovered…

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There was still a rim attached!

How utterly strange!

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A couple of longer roots that had been giving me trouble could now be seen.  One, I had been able to break.  The other, the one to the right, had to be sawed.

Something else to go back to and clean up, so no one will trip over them.  Plus, once it’s all cleared and cleaned, we will be mowing there.

I finally was able to reach the post and start removing this section of fencing which was, for the most part, nailed in place with U nails.

Lots of U nails.

At the very bottom of that first post, however, there was one nail sticking out.  I tried several times to pull it out with the claw of my hammer, and it wouldn’t budge.

I did, however, knock off some dirt and rust, which is when I could see it was no nail at all!

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Yeah.  No wonder I wasn’t able to get it out with my hammer!

I am really appreciating the tool set my older brother and his wife gave us for Christmas.  I went into it quite a lot, today!

I got the fencing off up to the corner, where I found this.

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It turns out that the section I had been working on ended at this post.  It was held in place with twisted wire, which went through holes in the metal post.  The fencing on the end section was folded around the post, then pieces were bent back to form hooks that held onto the continuing fence.

And that supporting wooden fence post at the top?

It was held in place with a large nail, through a hole at the top of the metal post, which was then hammered to a right angle to hold it in place.

In the end, it was easier for me to pick up the wooden post and hammer away at it, near the nail, then to try and pull the nail out from the other side.

Which actually served to straighten out the nail.

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About half of the length of that nail was in the wooden post, while the other half or so was bent down on the other side of the metal.

Then I had to use pliers to untwist the wires that held the first section of fencing in place.  The wire was so old and rusting, several pieces broke off.

By this point, I’d found a bucket to take along with me, to put in the assorted nails, screws and bits of metal that I managed to keep out of the grass.

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Side fence, gone!

The next section was a different challenge.  After removing the twisted wire that held the fencing to the posts, I then had to cut away the rose bushes that had come up on the outside of the fence, more stems that had woven themselves through the gaps of the fencing, and cut away the vines at the base of the fence.

Then I just left the fence there, and took a break!  There was just the north side section to do, with two more fence posts and more roses to trim out of the fencing.

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My mother tells me this is a white rose bush.  I cut away just what I absolutely had to, to get the fence loose.  I noticed some dead stems and branches that will need to be cleared away, so it’s another thing to go back to, later.

Much to my surprise, the rest of this fence was held up by what looked like a broken broom handle, shoved into the ground, a length of pipe stuck into the ground, and at the corner of the house, it was tied to the fence post with twine.  The other fence post in the middle?  Nothing.  It wasn’t attached to it at all!

Once that was done, we only needed to roll up the fencing (still full of plant matter in some areas) and haul it away.  We’ve selected a spot to leave all the detritus we find, so when we hire someone to haul the junk away, it’ll mostly be in one place.

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Here is what the south corner looked like, after…

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And the centre.

Later today, when it is cooler, I will go back and do some more clean up, and see if I can take out the fence posts.

The next major step is to first lay down a layer of cardboard (after our move, we’ve got lots of that!) and wet it down, then start to layer the leaves the girls have been piling up for me, as well as the straw that was over the septic tank like, and the straw that’s in front of the dog houses the outside cats have been using all winter.

Throughout the summer, we will continue to layer grass clipping and other yard waste, and the kitchen trimmings that would normally go onto the compost pile.  I plan to use what’s currently the compost pile as well.

By the end of fall, I hope to have some pretty solid layers on there, and by next year, it should be well-built-up soil.

At least, that’s the plan!

The Re-Farmer

 

What is it? Guessing Game Answer

Here is the answer to yesterday’s guessing game…

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It is a square bale lifter.

If you look at the bottom of the picture, you can see a piece of metal with a hole in it.  That piece rotates, and was used to attach the lifter to the side of the hay rack.  The ladder beside one of the tires could be used to get onto the rack (instead of just clambering up, like usual).

As the tractor pulled the hay rack along the row of square bales in the field, the “arms” in front would line up the bales with the opening.  The long metal panel kept the bales in position as they were lifted up.  Once at the top, the two curved pieces tipped the bale onto the platform, where it could be grabbed by whomever was riding the rack and stacking the bales.

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The chain was kept turning by the gear on the axle, and the alternating teeth on the chain are what grabbed onto the bales and carried them to the top.

As my older brothers grew up and started leaving the farm, I was finally allowed to help with the field work – which I much preferred to the housework; being female, that was the only work my mother believed I was good for, though even she ended up having to help with the hay as my brothers moved on.  Of course, when we were still using binders to make stooks, then threshing them, all 7 of us were needed to do the work, regardless of gender.

For the first year I was allowed to do it on my own, it was my youngest brother (who passed away 10 years ago) that drove the tractor while I rode the rack and stacked the bales.  The previous year, he and I worked together while my dad drove the tractor. My brother had worked out an interlocking stacking pattern to fit the dimensions of the hay rack that allowed us to load a remarkable number of bales on that thing!  As the rack was pulled along, I would grab the bales as they landed on the platform of the bale lifter and stack them, beginning at the front of the rack for a few layers, then working my way along the opposite side, and finally the end.  As I stacked, I would leave layers “stepped”, so that I could build the layers higher as we went along, leaving the space around the lifter open for as long as I could get away with, before starting to lay the bales under my feet.

Once the rack was full, we would leave the lifter in the field, then take the load to the barn.  We started by filling the hay loft, which meant my brother would put a few bales on the front end loader, lift them up to the hay loft doors, where my mother and I would be waiting.  Using hooks made out of metal bars bent at a right angle at one end, and bent into a circle at the other for a handle, my mother and I would pull the bales off the front in loader.  Usually, one of us would quickly unload it, while the other dragged the bales away to the far end of the hay loft for stacking.  It was dangerous, as the front end loader could only go so far forward before hitting the barn walls, leaving an inevitable gap we had to reach over to get the bales stacked further away.  The loader was one my brother had built himself, out of metal pipes to form “teeth”, and creating a flat base to stack the bales on.  Because it was just pipes, any loose hay or straw would just fall through rather than accumulate.  Load after load, my brother would fill it from the hay rack, then get back into the tractor and raise the loader to us in the hay loft doorway to unload.

In his efforts to bring the load as close to us as possible, my brother kept hitting the barn on either side of the door with the outer parts of the loader.  One time, he hit it so hard, it actually created a hole.  Angry, my brother declared it was time for a break, and asked my mother and I go and make some tea.  He would follow shortly after.

My mother and I were in the house, getting the kettle going and putting together something to eat with it, when we heard a noise start up.  My mother looked out the kitchen window and suddenly bellowed in shock and anger, then went running out of the house.

My brother had taken a chain saw to the doorway to the hay loft.

There were words exchanged between them, but what was done was done.  My brother had cut out about a foot and a half of the wall, on each side of the doorway, removing the pair of doors that closed up the hay loft in the process.

As angry as my mother was, there was no doubt, what he did made the job much easier.  He was able to bring the loader right into the hay loft, and my mother and I no longer had to endanger ourselves to take any bales off.  Things went much faster and smoother!

Then, when we were done for the day, he found some plywood and built two new doors for the opening.

When my brother left the farm, it was just my dad and I left to throw bales.  He would drive the tractor, pulling the hay rack, and I would stack the bales from the lifter and stack them in the pattern my brother taught me.  Then it was off to the barn for unloading.  By then, my dad had acquired another lifter, using the same principle as the bale lifter on the hay rack.  My dad would drop bales down to the bottom of the lifter at ground level, and a toothed chain would carry them up to the hayloft, where I would take them and stack them.

One time, as my dad and I were picking up a load from the field, we decided to see just how much we could fill the rack.  Typically, I would build up 3 flat layers, then the next couple of layers would taper to a sort of pyramid shape before we would take the load to the barn.  This time, I just kept building up flat layers.

I reached five, before I started to taper.  It was so high that, instead of reaching up to the bale lifter’s platform to grab a bale, I was starting to reach down.  Driving on the uneven field, as I got higher and higher, the tipping and dipping of the rack became more pronounced, until it was more of a swaying and swinging at the top.  So much so, that I started to feel sea sick!  I finally called my dad to stop, so we could unhook the bale lifter and take in the load, because I was ready to throw up!  For the first and only time, ever, I road back on the tractor with my dad, rather than at the top of the load of bales.  The rack itself could have handled more bales.  My stomach, on the other hand, couldn’t!

We calculated it out, and each load averaged about 300 + bales, though that big one was probably in the 500 range.  The bales themselves weighed probably about 60 pounds each, on average.  The baler itself could be set from 55-75 pounds, if I remember correctly, but the switch wasn’t working, so sometimes the bales would get heavier and heavier, while other times, they would get looser and looser.  A few times, the bales had become so loose, they would fall apart as I took them down from the lifter.  Only once did I have to have issues because a bale was too heavy.  I preferred them heavier, because they stacked better, and were safer to walk on as the layers got higher.  Between the tipping and dipping of the ride, and the bales themselves, there was a very real danger of slipping between bales and breaking a leg.  I did slip, many times, but thankfully, never injured myself.

I loved every minute of it.  In all my years growing up on the farm, there was nothing I enjoyed more than those hours spent with my brother, and then my dad, throwing bales.

Seeing that old bale lifter brings back so many good memories, and feelings of happiness and contentment.

The Re-Farmer