Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Strawberries

Sitting on the front porch, until it gets too hot.




Went home early on Monday, called off Tuesday, normal off Wednesday. We knew it was going to be a thin August. Having a new surgeon will help eventually, but it takes time. The unexpected slack left me with the urge to work vigorously. So, I dug three more Vs for the front yard, and two trenches in the back. Strangely, although my back is strained, it also feels a little better. I will watch it carefully.

The clover Vs are adding up, as are the clover.





The first back trench yielded a lovely, large stone, and a very corroded axe with a degraded rubber handle, as well as a lot of rocks. The buried hatchet is not new, but I don't know how salvageable.

The guy and son came to cap the chimney, now have a flue, and I cleaned the firebox reasonably well. Then added some very dense insulation foam scrounged from work just this week. I don't think we'll be getting a lot of drafts this winter. Fire box still rusty, but much better and not caked with ash. I suspect it is original with the house, so must be kept, as a ship's bell. And if we really want to burn a yule log, well, it's safe - the chimney is apparently good for another 80-100 burns. That should take us through the next 30 years easy.

Huge pile of ash over the very back beside the compost heap - which I knew was going to be a problem and why I left it until last. Lots of dog/cat turds, and plastic enmeshed in some kind of florist agglomeration. Coco mat liner, looks like. A trash pile. Moved most of the ashes to the side near the garage, maybe try to grow something, maybe make my bottle wall there. But the cleared and soaked area - clover next year, strawberries planted the year after, and Strawberries in Three Years!

Sunflowers, however meagre, are still alive out front.





It's not that I do that much most days, but that I go out there every day and do something. Then I do research. Trying very hard not to do anything really stupid. Rage, rage against the ignorance. I take afternoons when it's too hot, and do a whole shitload of nuthin'.





4 comments:

Relatively Retiring said...

That's the secret to success - do a bit every day. (This tends to work for other things as well!)

Zhoen said...

RR,
Like eating an elephant. Which I wouldn't do, because I like elephants alive. But the analogy holds.

gz said...

(o)

Phil Plasma said...

(o)