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Digging, Jumping and Cooking

Beau October 29th, 2009

Where has the week gone!? We picked a wonderful couple of days to enjoy camping last weekend… it has been nearly the only sunshine we’ve seen in about two weeks. We really had a great time, and I’ll share a little more later. All the rain is incredible though, we’ve had far more than usual.

This maple tree was beautiful in the sunshine last Saturday. Some of the maples turn orange and red, and others a bright yellow. Maybe a sugar or silver maple?

maple tree color

I’ve been trying to work outdoors these past few weeks, but the weather hasn’t cooperated too much. My shed project is still there… waiting for drier weather. I managed to dig out the base for the foundation from the hillside. An enormous amount of dirt that I placed behind the barn near the beehives.   I wanted to remove the soil from the work area so the rain didn’t cause a muddy mess… that turned out to be a good idea.

shed foundation

After I finished digging it out, I packed down a small entrance drive and the interior with gravel and it really worked well to prevent erosion and mud from heading to the barn.  My plan is to build a small retaining wall at the back, and then use dek-blocks on top of gravel for the foundation structure.  Not sure what kind of retaining wall I’ll build yet…

Of course the boy found the gravel pile a great place to test his jumping abilities. And yes, he’s wearing his pajamas. It seems that part of the school activities this week included “pajama day.”   I would never have thought of wearing pajamas to school as a kid… these days they seem to love it.  After school he thought it great fun to run around in them, especially with the brief sun that emerged for about 10 minutes!

pajama rock pile jump

While it’s been raining (and chilly!) I figured it was time to get out the crock pot this week.  Started a new recipe that I call Harvest Slow-Cook Tenderloin… and it includes potatoes, onions, carrots and even apples.   Isn’t it colorful?  The tenderloin is under all the veggies and broth.

slow cook tenderloin

I let it cook for about 4-5 hours, and the crock pot does all the work.   The pork tenderloin comes out nice and well… ah, tender! 

slow cook tenderloin 2

I’m one of those cooks that makes things as I go along… recipes are simply recommendations… no hard and fast rules! It was pretty tasty.



Changes in Autumn

Beau October 14th, 2009

I hope it’s warm and/or sunny somewhere else, because it sure hasn’t been here the past couple of days! To be fair we had a beautiful Sunday last weekend and those are the pictures I’ll share today.

The leaves are changing now everywhere.  It seems so gradual at first, and then before you know it the colors are everywhere. The walnut and ash trees have dropped most of their leaves, but the oaks and maples are hanging on for a colorful bouquet.  We’re saying farewell to the green and I’ll share the colors as I can the next few weeks.

autumn trees and pond

The oaks transition to a beautiful red leaf color- sometimes it’s very dark, but when the afternoon sun highlights the landscape the leaves almost glow and shimmer.

autumn oak leaves 1

I love seeing the oak trees surrounding the pond, especially bathed in sunlight on a quiet afternoon.  They look majestic and timeless, with the reflections giving such depth to the landscape.  I sat near the edge of the pond and breathed deeply as the light faded, thinking about things.  Mostly nothings… 

oaks on a still pond

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Over the summer a Gray Treefrog (Hyla chrysoscelis or versicolor) took up residence in a birdhouse on my Mom’s porch.  She said it hung out everyday, peeping out the little entrance hole. 

gray treefrog in birdhouse

Sometimes it could be found near or under a chair cushion. At one point there were a bunch of smaller bright green treefrogs, so it looks like a family of treefrogs grew and enjoyed this little homemade habitat. I finally came by with my camera and the frog gladly stayed in its pose for a picture. I wonder where they will go for the winter…

Cutting Up the Fallen Hickory

Beau August 28th, 2009

A busy day yesterday with a few projects, including finally getting around to cleaning up a fallen hickory tree below the dam.  Seems like it was late spring over a year ago when this tree blew down in a storm.  When I saw it laying across the path then it looked a little intimidating. And the trunk was just too unstable for some time… to think of cutting something unstable that weighed thousands of pounds nearly head-high with a chain saw was not my idea of fun.  So I decided to think about it a while…  And see that vine running along the tree?  That was a poison ivy vine over an inch thick that ran all the way to the top of the tree.

fallen hickory tree

But the tree didn’t affect too much where it lay, except acting as a locked gate that blocked the path to the boy’s secret spot.  Getting that tree cut up was one of those myriad things that’s been bothering me to get accomplished, especially when the boy asked when I was going to move it away…  so for whatever reason I finally decided to tackle it yesterday, over a year later.  Well the reason also involved the fact that the ground was finally hard enough to get the tractor down there too.    Meanwhile the vegetation grew and grew back there, with brambles, weeds and all sorts of critters.  

overgrown grass

With time the tree had also ”sank down” and settled a little more over the past year making it easier (and safer!) to cut with a chain saw.   It was about waist high now and I started at one side, below the trunk and made a cut halfway up. Then on top of the log to make a wedge cut and Whump! - one side of the tree fell safely to the ground near the stump.  With a bit of lucky foresight, I made several more cuts from underneath so that when the log was on the ground it would be easier to cut into rounds.

hickory rounds

So then to cut the other side after which another Whump! as the log rolled away. Always good to make sure where your hands, feet and saw blade are when things start moving!   Bucking a tree safely can be challenging- they don’t seem like big pieces, but each round was probably close to 150 pounds.  We’ve had other fallen trees from storms, and I’ve written about chainsaw safety before too. Like many tools the chainsaw can be a blessing, but it can also get you in trouble quickly.

Finally the log is on the ground in pieces.  Then it was just a matter of moving the rounds to where I would split them, and that’s where the tractor and loader came in.

cutting up hickory tree

Most of the year the ground is too soft below the dam, and even a small compact tractor is too heavy and would leave ruts, or the tractor could become stuck.   But we’ve only had a little rain the past month so I was able to gingerly drive down the hill along the fence side, and make three trips hauling rounds back up one hill and across the dam, then up another hill to the barn.   Hooray!

fallen tree cut

Of course the final thing to do was to cut that overgrown secret spot… and it felt good to run around chopping up the weeds and brush.  Amazing how fast nature takes over when you leave things be, but I like it a lot better opened up.    Doesn’t this look nice?  I still need to take a pole saw and the chain saw and cut the borders of the woodlands.  For now the bluebirds and flycatchers can enjoy a little open forest area.

forest opening

Think we’ll wander around the secret spot today a bit- I know someone who will be pleased. Of course he never let that ‘ole tree stop him before, he just ran down the hill through the woods!



Keeping the Privy Up and Felling Dead Trees

Beau May 21st, 2009

With the demands of spring outdoors, we also have the need for taking care of those things that make a house a home.  This week included replacing air filters in the ventilation system, and turning on the water valves inside the house to a couple of outdoor faucets that we finally need.   It’s time to set up the watering system for the garden again.  Also time to clean out a few more gutters, and clean up around the air conditioning systems.  The garage still needs cleaned and the weeds are going crazy now.  Of course the washing machine started leaking too, why not right?  We finally fixed that last night with a hose replacement and a sigh of relief that it wasn’t something else.

I also had the chainsaw out and some helpers last weekend, and finally decided to cut down a few dead trees that I’ve been watching for at least a year.  Warning!  If you’re a died-in-the-wool tree hugger (I am!) this may be difficult to read.  I love trees too, and I assure you that no living mature trees were harmed during the photography or production of this blog post.   Sometimes dead or hazardous trees simply have to come down, and for us they will serve a purpose in providing warmth for our family next winter.

chainsaw cutting notch

It’s a little tricky, but after you figure out the “fall line” of the tree based on its growth form, the natural slope of the land and gravity, then you pick an axis that you want the tree to drop along, making sure of clearances to other trees or obstacles,  power lines, etc.  If I was doing this near a house or a neighbors house, I would call in a professional and maybe some tree climbers to cut from the top down.  And if the tree has been dead for a long time, it may be too dangerous to cut down without extensive cables or other safety devices.

We’re cutting on open, sloped land, and like saving money, so it was just a matter of using the chainsaw safely.  I first cut a large notch on the face side of the tree that opens along the fall line.  This notch is a little deeper than I wanted- about 40% into the tree instead of a third of the way, and not quite as open as I would have liked, trying for around 70 degrees.  But the corner is connected and it worked just fine.

notch in oak tree

After the notch cut, you come in behind on the back of the tree, and make a cut just at or above that notch angle corner, cutting slowly toward the notch and making sure to leave a hinge, or a strip of wood along the notch corner that connects the tree.  The tree should start to fall toward the planned fall line, and you can use a wedge to help start it falling if not.   Many things can  happen of course, and you can also slightly influence the fall by cutting one side toward the hinge a little more than the other.  Fortunately this tree fell right where it needed to, between the septic observation pipes.

Which brings up the real reason we were out with the chainsaw.  Yesterday I had the septic tank pumped out (woohoo!) and it’s now clean and refreshed, enzymatically speaking.  Which really is good news.  It had been three years since the last time and I wanted to make sure it was in good shape.   Nothing like making sure the toilet flushes like you want it to!  To go along with the the septic maintenance, we really needed to clear some vegetation surrounding our drainfield, and that’s what we started doing that day.

For those who have sewers or are not familiar, the septic drainfield is a system of underground pipes that help drain and distribute water filtrate / effluent that comes from the septic tank over a large ground area (you can see one drainfield line with those pvc pipes sticking up out of the ground in the picture below).   The septic tank holds the solids, and the liquid drains out slowly into pipes buried in long gravel channels and soil while becoming purified by good bacteria, plants, etc over time.  The septic tank and drainfield actually serve as a functional biological system- as long as it’s working properly.  

cutting down oak tree

Our drainfield is probably at least a hundred square yards in area.  The reason you have to monitor the tank and drainfield is not only so that your bathrooms function normally(!), but also because repairs and replacement are very expensive- to the tune of thousands of dollars.  We even monitor what goes into the septic tank in terms of chemicals and such to make sure we don’t hurt the system.   Thankfully the previous owners had the foresight to upgrade the drainfield and make it larger to support future demand.  Just to be sure it was working properly, I opened up one of the “distibution” boxes to see how things looked, and cleanish water was flowing slowly into the pipes like it should.  That was good news too.

But I realized that we had too many small  saplings that had grown up closer to the drainfield than they should, and we needed to clear them.  Left unchecked, those trees could develop very strong root systems that not only seek out water, but rich and fertile water coming from the drainfield.  You guessed it- those roots could take over the drainfield and pipes, eventually clogging the system and requiring replacement costing mucho dinero of new digging and pipe replacement.

So for some fun excitement last weekend we got the whole crew (three of us!) out to cut down and clear the brush and saplings.  Yipee.  Fortunately it wasn’t too bad, at least after I got out the chainsaw, and the Mrs. and the boy helped carry off the cuttings to the burn pile.  It was really great to have their help.   

clearing brush

I spent the next day cutting more saplings all around the bordering woodlands and the drainfield itself, after I realized how large it really was.  In fact there’s more cutting and clearing to do just to make sure.  But for the trees already cut down I painted the little stumps with herbicide so they don’t grow back.   It really looks a lot more open now, and with a little luck our drainfield should last for at least 15-20 years.  I suppose keeping the brush and shrubs cleared will be something we need to do each year- the joys of rural living.

Then we began work on those large, dead oak trees that I’ve been wanting to cut down.  By the way- I use a lot of cordless electric power tools including hedge trimmers, weed wackers, pruners, saws and drills.  They’re quiet, simple, portable, they save on gas, and theoretically pollute less.  I even have a cordless chainsaw.  But to be perfectly clear- cordless tools are for small jobs that require short duration of power and strength.  If you’re going to cut firewood often, you need a strong, reliable gas-powered chainsaw- get the best you can afford.  I would even say a weak or underpowered chain saw is a safety hazard for the operator.   So while I very much support the cordless and alternative energy powertool bandwagon, you’ve got to know your needs.   For our acreage we use a host of tools- and make sure they’re appropriate to the job at hand. 

The tree below was actually leaning out over the pond… it had already lost many large branches last year.   I didn’t really know how to get it to fall correctly, but tried notching it to the left side parallel to the shoreline, and gradually cutting into the lower side of the notch first to start it falling from that side and holding on more to the upper corner.  

dead oak on pond bank

I was really surprised that it fell exactly where it was supposed to- right on the bank!  It rolled and settled, finally stopping before continuing into the pond. Hooray! I really didn’t want to have to drag it out of the water and leave a lot of branches in the pond.   If this was golf  I felt like it was a hole-in-one… small victories in the country.

standing dead oak tree

 

 I don’t cut down live trees on our property, at least the big ones.  These large oaks died over the past few years, hit especially hard during the drought seasons in 2006 and 2007.  We don’t cut them all down, and still have several large dead snags standing upright near the woodlands for the woodpeckers and such.  But these trees were safety hazards- too close to the areas we live and play in, with many large branches falling to the ground over the past year. 

I was a little hesitant to fell three large oaks by myself…  not that I couldn’t do it, but if for some reason I ended up under a big ‘ole oak tree with my arms sticking out I wanted someone there to know about it!  :) 

So the boy stood way back holding a dog or three and watching as the Mrs. stood behind me, ready to yell if the tree started falling the wrong way.  I’m not sure I would have heard her over the chain saw, but you’ve got to have a plan.  If I saw the tree even waver in the wrong direction, I was running away at an angle.  Fortunately luck and a little experience helped win the day and the trees went where they needed to go. 

 

 

 

This tree already had a nice lean close to the right direction, and dropped nicely toward a picnic table near the pond- it fell between two other oaks so it wouldn’t mess up their good branches.  The Mrs. stood by with the camera and took some neat photos of the action as I made the last few cuts.  I raced back a bit to stay out of the way… 

felling oak tree1

“Timberrrr!”   

felling oak tree21

felling oak tree3

felling oak tree4 

 

 

 

 

Whump!  The tree hits the ground with an enormous thud you can feel in your feet.

With the tree down it was time for a break.  Being curious, I counted the rings on the stump- this tree was over 180 years old!  Hard to imagine, but there are much larger oaks around the property.  I just love thinking about history from the perspective of a tree.  It brings a little needed clarity to the context of our own life, and the pace of the seasons that took this tree so long to grow.  

While I was daydreaming, the boy found a cool seat to imagine riding a Star Wars speeder bike (remember the Empire Strikes Back?) with his light saber in hand- it even bounces up and down a little bit!

oak tree speeder

Then the little shiba had to get in on the action too, the basset and yellow lab were having too much fun.  He’s the foxy looking guy that I use for the site’s browser icon.

shiba kuma

So now the real work begins in cutting up, or bucking, the trees.  I’ve written about bucking a log before- it takes some time but is rewarding with the knowledge that the wood from those three trees above will help heat our home for at least one, and maybe two winters.  We try not to waste too much, and nearly all the branches will serve a purpose.  I know trees are a renewable resource, but I treasure the ones we have living on our little acreage.  They may be renewable, but it takes many human lifetimes to see an oak tree mature. 

I hope we don’t have to cut down many more trees, but there are a few more oaks in decline around the property- I suspect we’ll have firewood for a good many years still.   To help make up the losses, I’ve planted many other trees over the past few years, including oaks. Whoever lives here in fifty years may get to see a red or white oak rising to the sky.

In more amusing news, it looks like Quackers the Duck still patrols the area.  Apparently he was seen on a neighbors pond, but he was roosting here again last night, and then paddling around this morning.  I think he decided to pose for this picture. Now I wouldn’t exactly call him pretty or handsome, but he certainly looks the picture of health and has a fine figure!

redface muscovy duck

An Egg on a Stump

Beau May 4th, 2009

How did we slowly transition from winter to spring, and then Bam!… all at once everything blooms, grows and needs planted, cut, started or fixed?  And then it rains for what seems like forever!  Well, the rain is finished, for at least a couple of days, and we’re drying out for now.   A good thing too or the garden seedlings would rot.

So many happenings…  The more interesting story the past week was that pair of wood ducks that were here.  I thought they might nest, and apparently they were thinking about it.  They seemed to have a particular affinity for this stump for a couple of days, swimming around and climbing up a few times a day. 

wood ducks on stump

Then the rains came, and they just disappeared.  I don’t know if was because the larger canada geese showed up too, or the rain, or why else they decided to leave.  But around that same time I noticed something white on the stump from quite a distance away .  I didn’t think anything about it at first, and watched it for a couple of days.  Finally the young boy and I walked down for a closer look- and wonder of wonders, Mrs. Wood Duck left an egg on that stump!

wood duck egg

I was amazed but also disappointed because I knew the egg had been sitting there unattended for over two days and nights in cold rain.  Just an egg on a stump, sitting by itself for several days… and the ducks have never returned to the pond.    So we went down this weekend and decided to get the egg rather than let it be eaten by some other critter.  That was a story in itself… the water is a few feet deep there, so we had to decide what to do.  We ended up using a long cane pole and a plastic grocery bag to noodle the egg into the bag, and lift it off the stump.  Of course the bag blew away in the wind, and we had to go get it… then back to try again.

bagging egg on stump

Finally successful, we looked at the little egg, about the size of a medium grade A chicken egg. 

egg in hand

It was semi-transluscent, and I wondered if it would have been healthy or not even if the wood ducks had remained. We could have left it there of course, but I know it would have been food for the turtles and such with the next warm day.  It’s now sitting nestled in a towel in a box, why I don’t know.  Maybe we should try to incubate it anyway… it would take all of 30 days or more to hatch if it was still viable.

On the subject of waterfowl, I spotted a migrant Pied-billed Grebe on the pond today.  This little dude was frolicking on the water, and diving and fluffing its feathers all about.  When it saw us trying to get a better look it dove under the water, finally reappearing some twenty or more yards away.  It was amazing to see how far these birds can swim under water! It then poppped its head above water first like a periscope clearing the area, and then it popped up again, perched on top of the water.  I didn’t know what it was until I could get the picture zoomed in for a closer look. 

pied billed grebe

I also wanted to share the fun of last Friday.  On a lark I stopped by a particular area to look for morels, even though they should be nearly finished popping out of the ground in our area by now.  With so much rain I figured maybe we’d have some more.  I looked for a half hour, and then did a double take walking along the edge of a field, looking under some brambles and vines.  Lo and behold I saw a large morel!  I had to fight my way through the vines, and I finally came upon it, amazed that it was as big as my hand.  I was speechless, and once there I found another morel five or six feet further on, and another… fighting through the vines… it was almost like one of Ed’s mushroom machines! 

fresh morels 2009

I had visions of the day being filled with bags of morels… I was lulled into a false sense of fortune however, because after continuing to search for more than an hour I didn’t see a single other morel.  It was simply a lucky find, yet one that I really appreciated.  Altogether I found nearly a dozen, and cut them carefully just above the ground.  These were good size chunky morels like I’ve never found before.  I share the story because it was neat, and hopefully to serve as inspiration not to give up!  The last two years I was skunked… but Ed motivated me to head out more diligently :)    And no, I have no idea why they grew in that area… I didn’t see any elm or maple trees, no rotting logs, or anything else significant. The leaf litter was thick under the vines, and conditions were just right I suppose.  That and someone else probably missed them. 

fried morels

On Saturday morning I split them into halves and thirds, and they cooked up beautifully with a little breading and parmesean cheese mix.  Incredibly tasty (if you like mushrooms) but I couldn’t eat them all, and ended up freezing most of them to save for another day.  If I ever find bushels like some folks, it would be nice to dry or dehydrate them and use for cooking throughout the year.

On the morel hunt that day I came upon one of the largest red oak trees I have ever seen.  I could tell it was a red oak species of some kind by the pointed lobes on the leaves far above me.  But this tree was massive!  My hat provides a little perspective, and I became a literal tree hugger for a time wrapping my arms around it to measure its size. 

big red oak tree

The tree’s circumference came to over fifteen feet measured by my reach- and I wish I knew what the exact species was, but I couldn’t determine it.  I love seeing big trees like that… the stories they could tell us.  I’m always on the look-out for a new Missouri Champion Tree.  The state has quite a list going, but I’m willing to bet there are other really old trees out there that no one has measured!

Rambling in the Rain

Beau April 30th, 2009

 I’ve been trying to catch up everywhere it seems, and today is no exception.  I’ve felt lost in the work both outdoors and in, and a little lost in my head lately with everything!  Strange goings on these days with the economy, health news and so much more.  I drive a Ford by the way- and climbing into my truck listening to the news with the other car companies makes me wonder if I’ll be driving around in a truck made by the last independent American motor vehicle company!?  Hard to say, but hopefull we’ll get things turned around.

We’ve had oodles of rain though, and more coming.  Fortunately it hasn’t been too hard, but steady and long.  Good for the garden, which I finally managed to get in this week after bending over in the rain for hours.  Only a few weeks late with getting it all planted, but better late than never! Planting seeds in the rain was kind of fun actually- warm enough weather to enjoy the gentle rain, and very peaceful even with wet clothes.   That and pruning and a host of other chores… I’ve been rambling in the rain.  Or maybe mumbling in the rain, I don’t know.   It was kind of muddy though- but I’m sure the plants will like it.   Hopefully a little fertilizer and organic compost will help the garden make up for lost time and really get things going.  I’ll show some pictures when it looks better than rows of mud :) 

And do you know what these are?

cherries growing

Cherries!  I planted two Northstar var. cherry trees last year to have cherries for pies, cobbler, etc.  So far they are doing well, and both have flowered and set fruit.  With any luck and some netting to keep the birds away we should have some awesome cherries by the fourth of  July!

Speaking of birds, I saw my first Orchard Oriole yesterday.  It was high in a red oak tree eating something on or from the catkins drooping down.  It’s a fairly common oriole, but I just had never seen one.  I was surprised how much smaller (and less colorful) it was compared with the Baltimore orioles we see each year.  It’s a nice looking bird although the fuzzy picture doesn’t do it justice.  Another bird for the list…

orchard oriole

We spent some time hiking last weekend, and found some neat wildflowers (no morels though!).  I had not seen a white trillium so large before- I think this is Trillium grandiflorum sp.

white trillium

And here’s the little flower from wild ginger (Asarum canadense) , tucked under the heart shaped leaves. You really have to look carefully or you’ll miss it- I’ve always enjoyed finding these, but haven’t ever tried the roots as a ginger-substitute before. 

wild ginger

On the home front the young one found a four-leaf clover in the grass- he was excited. Really he found several of them and I found one too.  We layed on the grass, rolling around on one of the drier afternoons.  Then the dog ran up and ate my clover…  chomp!  Ah well, he’s a lucky dog.  Interesting that the genetic variation in one patch of clovers produced quite a few of the four-leafed variety.

four leafed clover

Treasures in the Forest

Beau April 21st, 2009

It rained incredibly this past weekend, but for a few hours on Saturday morning we went exploring with nice weather.   And what did we find?  Ah, the elusive morel!  Finally… it wasn’t even on our property, but in a state natural area.  We hiked all over both upland and bottomland forest, and ended up finding eight morels.  Not very much for the time we spent, considering that some folks find them in the hundreds.  But we were excited and had a lot of fun exploring.  This morel was over 3 inches tall…  a little breading and it fried right up- yum!  The Mrs. found the first morel- her first one, and after having never seen one up close before…  then she proceeded to find four more.  Beginner’s luck!  The young one and I finally found a few as well.  Turns out that I’m the only one interesting in eating them…Oh well, somebody has to do the hard jobs right?!  Hopefully with the weather warming up this week we’ll have a chance to find a few more.

missouri morel

As we hiked along we found many wildflowers – my favorite is Dutchman’s Breeches (Dicentra cucullaria).  I remember long ago wandering in a similar place at this time of year- there were thousands of these carpeting the forest floor, it was amazing. What a great name for a wildflower.

dutchmans breeches

A group of yellow violets were found in a bottomland site.  I think this is Viola pubescens var. leiocarpa.

yellow violet

We also came across a fallen log revealing the love someone shared for another… and maybe they still do.  This was a fallen sycamore tree, about 4 feet in diameter. The names are carved sideways on the log, so the carving is probably not too old, but I don’t know.  You could write a story from something like this.  Have you ever carved your name in a tree?  I think I did long ago when I was younger once.  Wouldn’t these two be surprised to see their names here?!

patbecky

Speaking of trees- can anyone identify this one? The tree itself was only about 6-8 inches in diameter, but the bark was amazing.  And the tree was 20-30 feet tall, with no twigs or other identifying material low enough to examine. There were no other trees like it in the area.

crazy bark

And the young one discovered an amazing field of purple henbit and yellow mustard flowers. He wandered through the field joyfully picking tiny flowers and enjoying the colors… These are the kinds of things I’ll remember when he grows up.  It was a nice day.

fields of color

 

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