71 bar steady 30.00 1mph SSW dewoint 35 Beltane
Waxing Gibbous Hare Moon
A morning at the Rum River Tree Farm. Kate and I went wandering among the trees up for adoption. We looked at fruit trees for our orchard apple, plum, pear and cherry. We also looked at some willows, Niobe for example, with a wonderful yellow gold bark. Great accent trees. The larch look great, too. Both of these require a wet environment, so we might have to change our irrigation system around a bit.
River Birch clumps go for around $260. I figure 3 or four would transform the lower part of our front yard into a shady grove. One or two other trees, running up the slope, would follow the elevation. Kate wants lanes of grass among the trees. I want more trees, so I imagine we can come to a compromise.
We also will buy some tree lilacs, trees for our grandkids, planted in their honor. All of this comes from the permaculture thinking. I’ve added some to that page if you follow that part at all.
Now it’s 72 degrees outside. This means it might be a good day for morels. It also means some of those seeds we sowed will begun to germinate, some more of them, I should say.
Spent an hour last night editing Superior Wolf. It’s a keeper, needs expansion, filling out and elimination of one whole story line, but it’s a good one. So’s Jennie’s Dead.