Olio: a miscellaneous collection of things
Mid week, we walked down the west side of the property along the fence line of our south west neighbor then across to the south east neighbor’s property to see what was going on with the fracked gas pipeline that is being put in between us and the house south of us. This photo is a shot of all of those properties from satellite showing the 125 foot wide scar that is being dug across our beautiful county.
The tan square in the center of the picture with the “tail” reaching up is our farm, our house is above the green fence line through the middle. The jagged tan line near the bottom is the pipeline track. Thursday, they began burning the piles of tree parts that weren’t logs to carryout and sell. There were at least two directly behind our farm.
The past couple of weeks have been hot and arid and very busy, some deck deconstruction in preparation to rebuild a smaller deck that is made of ground contact pressure treated wood and Trex boards, hoping to make it more permanent, though less green than the original version. The deconstruction is creating a pile of rotting wood, some still containing nails, screws, and bent brackets. Not wanting to burn this wood on the ground where we might drive the riding mower or tractor, or even an occasional car and pick up a tire popper, we picked up a large metal barrel, but it still had a sealed top with a bung hole for pouring. To make it a burn barrel, the top had to be removed. Our schedule had us leaving early Friday morning to drive across the state to meet our newest granddaughter and eldest son arriving late Friday night to work on the deck today, so he needed the burn barrel. Thursday evening, we stopped and bought a cold chisel and came home and attacked the top, Jim and I taking turns banging with a 22 ounce hammer until our arm was tired.
An hour of hard work and we got the top off
Another 15 minutes, a ground out drill bit, a little more cutting with the cold chisel and we had 4 vents around the bottom.
The negative was that the barrel had contained some sort of urethane and the first burn in it produced a very irritating smoke for son and grandson. After a burn or two in it, he says the smoke is just construction smoke.
We did take off early for a drive that should have been just a tad more than 5 hours, took 7 due to construction in the Williamsburg area and the standard gridlock at the Hampton Roads Bridge Tunnel.
I was shotgun for most of the trip and spent the time knitting on the sleeves of the sweater than I spun the yarn for and want desperately to get it ready for the Agricultural Fair in August.
Between the trip down and the 7 hour drive back today in pouring rain, the sleeves are almost finished. Maybe tonight I will finish them and return to the body.
Yesterday we had a delightful afternoon and evening with our youngest son and his family. We played in a park, had a seafood dinner, took a drive over to a new outlet mall, and got lots of kid and baby snuggle time.
This morning was pouring rain, we stopped for bagels, cream cheese, and OJ and headed over to their house for a couple more hours of family time, more hugs and snuggles before our trek home in the pouring rain.
Prior to our trip, I discovered that the garden has Blister beetles devouring the foliage on my tomato plants. I did some handpicking, sprinkled diatomaceous earth around the plants. This week I will have to be diligent in the battle to save my plants.
I am getting enough tomatoes to begin to freeze them to peel later and begin to make salsas and sauces for the winter.