The Lumberyard

I’ve been checking the asparagus regularly for slugs and although I found one on a sprout, and two on their way there, so far the plants seem to be OK. I checked this morning as well, and with the sun gradually coming out, it is drying too much for slugs. I did some planting today. I planted basil, beets, peas in the IMG_8059_smallwindow boxes, and some zucchini to start inside. I have some potatoes sprouting that I bought from the grocer, and I am going to plant some of them too. My garden is not really ready but it is getting warm out now, although it supposedly is going down to freezing tonight. I did a fair amount of greenhouse work today, and then broke my muck shovel prying at sods, so I spent some of my morning making a handle for it.

Once that was done, and the sun was bright, I strung my two main extension cords past the crapper to two downed pine logs. I’ve used the rest of the tree, but I left those logs there as too heavy to move. Now I took my time, so I wouldn’t set off the circuit breaker, and cut two slices out of one of the logs. The IMG_8053_smallother I lifted up on pieces of wood to dry out. It’s amazing to use solar power back in the woods. It’s a real proof of the technology. It took a long time to make the cuts, since I can only saw for five or ten seconds at a time. I may take the circuit breaker out of the loop, since it only clicks over when I run for a length of time rather than pull too much power. I would still have the 30 amp breaker for the AC line, but nothing to protect the inverter.

Once I finished working on the logs for the night, since the sun was declining and I didn’t want to run down my batteries, I went to the small creek by the swamp with my new shovel handle and pulled out some sods to build up the trail and to widen the creek. There is a lot of clay there too, so I might make use of that when I build the fire pit up into a platform with a stovepipe.

I brought back two buckets of muck for the greenhouse and now it smells like swamp in there, but hopefully the soil with prove to be to the plants liking. It seems a bit heavy with clay to me. Tomorrow I can plant my lettuce, since that is something that can live in the greenhouse all summer and I can continue to eat from it.

About Barry Pomeroy

I had an English teacher in high school many years ago who talked about writing as something that people do, rather than something that died with Shakespeare. I began writing soon after, maudlin poetry followed by short prose pieces, but finally, after years of academic training, I learned something about the magic of the manipulated word.
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