The borage I planted last year, came back up this year. In a huge patch. There is atleast double what I planted last year. Although it’s not in a nice neat row. They plants are random and scattered in a larger area. But that’s ok. I’m not a fan of perfect rows.
Our south tree line. Before. They were mostly dead on the other side and dying all over. We lost a huge part of one of them back in 2006 when the straight line winds came through. So they’ve been on the list to just come out for a few years. This was the year. We can’t have another dead tree take out the power line again.
The youngest thought he wanted to help pick up some sticks when dad took a break.
After. Obviously we aren’t done. I’ll use the chips from the stump grinding in the garden. The sky decided to open up and pour a little bit ago. So now I’m just waiting to go back out and haul the wood chips. It definitely looks weird. We’ve lived here 20 years. Those trees have always been there.
Next spring, we will plant apple trees. So no fear. We didn’t just tear down trees for nothing. We want the farm to produce food wherever we can.
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