Day 63 – Braving The Wilderness

So today I went and bought bigger tools…there was probably something quite comical about the British lady walking into the farm store in a pair of heels, chatting to the farmers, picking up an axe, paying for it and leaving. Who knows maybe I made a few new friends. Cont…

So the snow has finally melted, that’s not to say it wont come back but it has given us a brief glimpse of the world underneath.  The garden (Yard, for my American friends) Is about an acre, scattered with trees and bushes, none of which I know how to identify (yet) and all of which have been left to their own devices for a very long time. This coupled with the lack of leaf and debris raking, the overgrown flower beds and the aftermath of the tenants moving out and leaving rubbish EVERYWHERE its really a mammoth task.

But thats OK, because it will be beautiful!

We have decided to not plant this year, we are going to spend this first year cleaning, weeding, putting the beds and the gravel paths back and generally tidying everything up.  I really want to plant an apple tree the first year we are here, so I am hoping this will be an exception to the rule, but other than that it will be things in containers and nothing in the ground….famous last words right 🙂

The first garden project of making maple syrup is going wonderfully, we are using the beer making equipment and boiling outside, I have been using the time to rake the yard…in the dark. I find the task less daunting if I can only see 5 ft in front of me 🙂  Its Ok, Josh is helping cause hes a little crazy too!

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Sap
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Sap to syrup!
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Me gardening in the dark
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big piles of leaves!

I have started cleaning up during the day, I must admit it was a little depressing, I worked for 2 hours on the front garden a few days ago, and when I was done it didn’t look like I had done anything.

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Before
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After

So today I went and bought bigger tools…there was probably something quite comical about the British lady walking into the farm store in a pair of heels, chatting to the farmers, picking up an axe, paying for it and leaving. Who knows maybe I made a few new friends 🙂

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