Beltane Early Growth Moon
The ash is gone from the garden. A shame, from the tree’s perspective, since it was a healthy specimen, though the emerald ash borer invasion suggested its future didn’t look positive. Its removal opens two beds to full sun and creates a spot where another bed could go. Another bed and a couple of other garden areas, suntrap and asparagus patch, will benefit, too.
The ash’s trunk and thicker branch now rest in the spot where I used to have the bees. After a year drying out, I’ll split them and use them in the fire-pit. Based on a bid we’ll get this morning the fire-pit will be finished, possibly by the end of the day. We need to surface the area in a manner that will hold down weeds and still be a good place for folks to gather.
The front beds have been edged and our maple pruned, at last, after 20 years. The river birch, too, no longer dangling its branches in the way of anyone walking or mowing the front yard. All this work required stronger and more professional hands than mine or Kate’s. Louis, Javier’s brother, gave Kate their card when he helped her carry plants to the car at our favorite local nursery, the Green Barn.
It feels good to have folks who know what they’re doing and that we can rely on.
