A load of split fir arrived the other night around 7pm, so I decided to stack it in the wood shed before the rain started.
Nice and dry this load, and it was easy to move. I managed to finished stacking by 9pm. Half-way through I paused, and felt a little gloomy. Here I was, stacking wood so we could have fuel for the wood stove this winter, and we haven't even reached summer yet!! Life is such a cycle! That said, wood heat is one of the true joys of rural living. Just the
sound of the fire crackling and the warmth radiating from
the stove makes the world seem a better place when the
weather outside is dark and gloomy and cold!
I've always loved wildflowers. Dolly Parton's song called "Wildflowers", has a line that goes like this - ..WILD FLOWERS DON'T CARE WHERE THEY GROW... (I have a link to the song on this blog - so have a listen). I've always thought of myself as a wild flower; I'll put my roots anywhere. This blog is mostly about my "wild" garden, our pond, the birds and insects that visit, it`s about our animals, and our home projects.
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Unwelcome Guests
This spring has brought with it a horrendous outbreak of
tent caterpillars to all the Gulf Islands,
including Bowen. We have been reading up
on these invasive pests and the outbreaks are cyclical usually every 7 to 10
years. Apparently the last year for an
outbreak on Bowen was 2004. These
insidious beasts are tenting in every alder tree you can see, willows, fruit trees and other soft leaf trees. For me I have never seen anything like it. We are on a constant vigilant watch for them, plucking them from the leaves of our fruit trees and vegetables
and my flower plants. It is my worst
nightmare come true. Here is a picture of a collection of the critters after only 10 minutes of walking around the yard today. Chris does this several times a day
There are so many caterpillars that you can actually here their fecal pellets dropping from the treetops in which they are feeding and it creates an auditory illusion of rainfall. I kid you not. It is a nightmare. This past weekend we joined our neighbour Caterpillar
Dundee (aka Peter) decked in his safari outfit, for a local BITCH (Bowen Island Tent Caterpillar Hunt). He managed to arm wrestle a good number of the vicious critters and their tents into a large container while sustaining only a few injuries. After several hours and many tents and caterpillars later, we cut more branches and trees so we could at least say we did our due diligence.
Caterpillar Dundee built a small crematorium to dispose of the catch of the day, vowing to do it all over again tomorrow.
And so it goes. We have a few more weeks of this in store, so wish us luck or rather wish our garden luck. In the meantime, we had an ant hatch in the sitting room which I had to deal with last night, and some unidentified critter is eating the leaves of my lily pads in the pond. This is starting out to be not a great year for the garden. Too many unwelcome guests!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
