Ordering from vendors is steady, regular work, as is indoor maintenance... and outdoor maintenance... and... and... Case in point: Three apple trees were planted far too close together on the north side of the main building. One of them is less that 7 feet from an old maple, and then is about 10 feet from its apple neighbor. In addition to the maple, bittersweet and invasive, nasty trumpet vines are nearly choking the poor things. In keeping with a Colonial physick garden, I had a contractor move the existing fence to line the garden, leaving space between the panels. One tree will tuck into each of the open spots. The best way to move these little guys is called trenching. First you dig a moat (a trench) around each one about a foot deep and wide. The roots are trimmed back this way. Then peat moss and other light fill (aged compost, for example) is used to fill the trench. This trenching is usually done in fall (okay, so very late fall. any earlier, and I would have needed scuba gear.) and then the tree is allowed to go dormant over the winter. It is finally dug free and moved in late winter before it fully wakes up. How can I tell the trees can't be moved or aren't dormant? The inner bark on the suckers I clipped off was way too green. It needs to have very little green for it to move without too much shock.
The treasurer's office overlooks the Physick Garden, and she tidied the last bits over the weekend. Then I trundled in and proceeded to make a mess, so she grabbed my camera in revenge...
And meanwhile, I think I solved some Sasquatch sightings. I'm probably the Simsbury Sasquatch. I showed up at the local garden center in my work clothes, looking for more peat moss and two petite, very well dressed ladies discovered that I make an excellent door they simply can't see around. My work coat is a Carhartt canvas, lined with wool. Warm but very bulky- adds at least 75lb. to my frame. I heard one of them announce in great distress behind me that she COULD NOT SEE her things she left on the counter I was standing at. I creaked around and smiled down at her- poor thing, I hadn't a manicure ever and wore only a touch of Organic Mud foundation.
So, below is photographic evidence of the Simsbury Sasquatch in her native environment, trenching trees and hoping winter is eventually arriving.
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