It’s that time of year.
Plenty of dead oaks to cut up for firewood.
That’s good, but also troubling: too many dead trees due to spells of drought and heat.
Anybody else had to get one of these?
Thanks to Adel Tire for the fix, including a new inner tube.
Back in the 1930s, during the Great Depression, my father and grandfather paid off the mortgage on the farm through income from turpentine. This is a catface, where the bark was scraped off a pine tree so its sap would ooze out, to be caught in a metal cup nailed below on the tree.
The rest of the tree long ago was logged.
Behind the pine tree stump and the adjoining oak tree, you can see a beaver pond. Continue reading
Gretchen and the LeConte Pear tree.
We might get some pears this year.
Thanks to the cousin who gave this tree to us.
And the nineteenth century cousin who found it. Here’s a story about that. Margie Love, Coastal Courier, originally 16 September 2007, updated 26 September 2011, Liberty’s LeConte pear was once famous.
When you live in a fire forest, you must burn every few years. We caught up on about 23 acres of burning of piney woods, seepage slope, and swamp. All this was inside concentric rings of firebreaks, with no danger of it escaping off our property.
Don’t worry, for the wildlife there are plenty of brambles and woods and swamp unburned this year. More next year. And quail, gopher tortoises, and other wildlife don’t like the woods too thick anyway.
For why we burn, see Continue reading