It's Arbor Day Somewhere
When we first bought our three acre parcel up in Lewis County, our neighbor came over and welcomed us to the "Hole", the nickname for the riverside community of fifty or so parcels of land that drops down off the prairie above. One three mile road in and no other way out, except the river.
Anyway, our neighbor gave us a big bag of Grand Fir saplings (Abies grandis) of about one hundred that were only a few inches long. As I soon learned, these were Christmas trees that can grow to three hundred feet tall over time, of which I don't have enough of.
How does that saying go. "Civilization advances when a man plants a tree that he knows he will never sit in the shade of". Someone here had that as a byline.
H/T to you for that.
But I decided they would make great replacement trees for the junk maples and mature cedar trees.
The junk trees were growing out of old stumps that were harvested maybe a hundred years ago as the maples have grown about seventy-five feet tall and are starting to "calf" off from lack of support. Out of each stump is growing a dozen thick treelets several inches thick and hanging out twenty feet, making them quite dangerous.
So, my plan was to get the Grand Firs going and slowly start whacking away at the maples and use them for firewood on a regular basis as the suckers are five to ten inches thick, which is perfect for campfires or fireplaces.
So I bought a hundred black gallon nursery pots to plant them in, and nurtured them for three years now, and they have grown root bound.
Ready to plant.
I started along the creek, a salmon spawning one that flows year round and borders my parcel. There is about seven hundred feet of frontage with a lot of really old mixed trees that are falling over or near the creek, some felled by beavers.
So far I've planted twenty two along half the frontage. and in the past three days another thirty along the south border of the farm.
Along the creek is the toughest part as I have to machete or chop my way in and clear enough wild growth and blackberry vines to give the new trees enough light and myself easier access for watering.
I've so many planted now that I had to rig up a fifty-five gallon plastic drum that is strapped in the bucket of the little Kubota and a small twelve-volt pump with a hose to water them all every few days, until they get acclimated and survive on their own.
Backbreaking work and I am sooooo sore right now.
Hosting an open thread is a welcome break today.
So go at it, what's on your mind?