At what point do you stop referring to a tree trunk... As a tree trunk and start referring to it as a log?
And of course. My husband's girlfriend. The bane of my existence. The Stihl Farm Boss. After a big job like this hubby lovingly tears her down and puts on a fresh chain and oils her. PERLEASE. Wait a second. That's not a new chain is it? Pretty wicked lookin'.
So Far Side asked me what I'm going to plant? That's a good question. Today I'm going to take some pictures of the remaining trees in my yard. And we'll have a sorta' kinda' vote on it, okay. You can help me decide. I do have a couple ideas. And will dig out shots of prospective trees.
In a way I was born to be a tree hugger. I'm a 4th generation nurseryman (woman)...but it's definitely something else too...trees are a wonderful part of God's creation for me. They are miraculous really. How they grow, survive, overcome damage, insure the survival of the species...a system so incredible perfect that I can not believe that there is anything random about their creation.
When is the last time you planted a tree? Take yourself, your kids, your grandkids, your niece and nephew, husband, boyfriend, girlfriend, bestfriend, random person off the street, Jack Russell Terrier, whomever... out and plant a tree. Fall is the best time to plant for most parts of the country. Seedlings are cheap. Or go to a nursery and ask for environmental or park grade. Even if they are wholesale only....chances are they may be happy to part with the park grade to retail customers.
Fall is for planting.