I hate it when the clocks change. Suddenly the afternoons get very short so I can’t get much done on my afternoons off. We’re not early risers (the shop doesn’t open until 11.00am. off season) so I don’t really appreciate having extra daylight at the start of the day. We had a drop of cut logs last week, and worked very hard on Friday to get them all away in the woodshed. We still have a very small amount of cured wood that needs cutting to length and/or splitting, but we should have enough wood so that I can have the stove ticking over most of the winter. Happiness is a full woodshed in Autumn!
As well as making the house more pleasant, and giving us plenty of hot water, it also means I can cook more easily rather than being restricted to kettle, microwave and toaster! On Friday I cooked sausages, banana loaf cakes, and a huge pan of pumpkin soup. These pumpkins were slightly bruised, but I overdid it on pumpkins in the shop, so am thinking of pumpkin chutney maybe on Sunday….
We had a little walk round the tree field with the dogs on Tuesday, admiring the autumn colours, seeing how well the various trees have been doing, and picking out a few of the spruce that may do for our xmas tree this year. We also made a little list of jobs that were of higher priority – clearing summer grass from around some of the trees, a little bit of removing lower branches in places. We had a little look at the routing for the drains for the new extension, and it looks like I may have to move one of my shrubs, I think it is a saskatoon, so I will probably do that this winter, before it grows another year.
I had a fairly nice afternoon on Thursday. I made a start on clearing back a few of the trees on the river bank. We have an area of trees outside the deer fence that are basically self sown willow, hazel and the odd rowan. There is an area at the south side of the pedestrian gate through the fence that is sheltered by a steep escarpment. This is formed partly due to the rock shelves, partly due to river erosion and partly as a spring line. There are springs along the whole length, particularly when we have had plenty of rain, but I think some are there all the time. The springs make it rather boggy underfoot. In the lee of the escarpment, and away from most of the muching sheep, the trees have grown moss covered and gnarled. The hazel has naturally coppiced over the years, and has formed hollow rings, some are four feet across. It would be fascinating to know how old they are. Probably several centuries I should think. It makes me want to be ten again, to build a den there!
Anyway, the reason for the clearance was that a couple of the trees between the escarpment and the river had been washed over in the floods a few weeks ago, so their rootball is perpendicular to the ground and the route through is impassable. The idea is to cut the trees back (good slow grown firewood) and maybe settle the rootball back down, or at least clear enough out the way to gain access. This will probably involve the chainsaw, but to get there and work safely some of the lower branches needed clearing away, and I’m going to take the opportunity of making a slightly drier path as well.
S and I have slightly different views on how to achieve this, but since I’m the one doing the work, I get to decide. I’m intending to dig interceptary channels parallel to the spring line, and then a few main drainage channels down the bank to the river. Hopefully this will make the ground generally a bit drier without changing the mystical character too much. I cleared a few overhanging branches by the pond, so that you can walk along there without bending double, and did the same along the escarpment as far as the fallen trees. There are still a few branches that need trimming back to the trunks, but the main weight is removed. Most of the wood I cut is still to be extracted, but there’s no hurry. It may come in for burning next winter. It seemed wrong now to be cutting back tree growth having spent so much effort getting the trees in the tree field established!