Author: mel

The deck is done. The shed is done. The rose pergola is done. Good timing too because it’s too hot to work this afternoon. 30 degrees, our hottest day this year but far.

The first harvest of peas are ready and the green beans are a day or two away. I’ll pull a garlic tomorrow to check them as well. They should be ready.

Now however it’s nap time.

I worked until twilight last night and managed to find a place for both the pegboard and the parts bins. In order to make it work I have had to relocate 90% of everything in the shed. Complicating matters is the fact the various camping and recreation items are squatting in the shed along with the tools. I would love to evict them but I would only contributions to the epidemic of homelessness. They simply have no where else to go.

Had a late start today. Coffee and some Civ kept me indoors most of the morning. After a run to the lumberyard to trade another $150 for plywood I spent the rest of the day and evening finishing up. Everything is now back in the shed. I still need to do a bit of sorting and shuffling to get some ransom bits put away but that’s for tomorrow now.

The cubbies worked ok. I wish I had another four feet of them. I ended up double bunking some items. Less than ideal. The sporting and camping gear worked out much better. I’m very happy with that piece. Everything is together and more importantly OFF THE WALL. No more folding chairs hanging on hooks, getting in my way.

So, another hour in the morning and then I can move to staining the attached deck. It’ll be nice to get the bbq’s off the driveway.

Tools keep following me home.

I don’t encourage them. I don’t give them bits of my sandwich at the work site. I don’t call them over. Yet, the number of tools living in my shed has constantly increased over the last few years.

Now, one might think “Great!” and it is in many regards. Where it isn’t though is in where they all roost at night. Frankly, I have run out of nesting sites for the poor things. So this weekend I have begun the great tool coop remodel of 2023.

Taking a page from Ron Paulk I decided to build adjustable partitioned cubbies for each major tool. A. day and $600 later I have all my stuff presently scattered across the deck waiting to be re-homed back to a nice new bed…er… cubbie.

It will take another day working in the driveway to finish so I’m not completely sure how this will work out. I am slightly concerned about the tools that used to live on the pegboard. I had to take that down to fit the new shelves and I really don’t know where I can hang it back up in the new layout.

Stay tuned

Another cool and wet spring. I am beginning to feel I’m the victim of false advertising when I look at the season norms in the weather forecast. This is the second cool spring in a row. I sure hope the garden doesn’t suffer as much as it did last year.

We have upgraded our little seed starting greenhouse this year. Lights and heat pads. Germination was excellent. Near 100% and very fast. Hopefully the lights will help the starts be less leggy that we usually end up with. In previous years the tomatoes we started from seed didn’t take off until late summer, far to late for a crop.

Grey saw the “man with two bricks” last week and is wearing a cone until next week. The two pups are having a hard time understanding that they can’t run and play fight as usual right now. They are storing up a good deal of energy I’ll need to help them burn off later.

I am definitely ready for the cone phase to end too. Outside only on a leash, which means I’m up early so take Grey out to do his business. Makes for a long day.

The warmer weather has brought the rain we were all looking for back in November. The last two weeks have been VERY wet. The pups look like they were swimming when they come in from the yard.

The seasonal creeks are all running again. The cistern is full, and soon I can think about overseeing the lawn.

For now, the only gardening going on is indoors.

I really need to get out of the house. I have become a big slug, and my pants are getting tight. Never a good sign. I did manage to do three hours of forest floor cleaning yesterday between rain showers. This sounds weird but it is mainly aimed at reducing the fuel load of forest a bit. Picking up storm damage in the form of branches and fallen trees. Anything large enough for firewood I’ll buck up and give away. The smaller stuff I will chip and use as bedding mulch this summer.

I figure to do the whole property will take me around 100 hours. In calendar time I think that will be a month if I keep at it. More likely it will be six months. Meh, whatever. It’s not going anywhere and neither am I.

Christmas has come and gone and along with it the 12” of snow we got as part of the North American December storm event(s).

Snow never last long, a couple weeks usually depending on how much we got. In this case it was erased by 6” of rain that came after.

We also had our second deer die on the property. I never do anything about this when it happens. The forest critters make pretty quick work of reducing them to bones.

The carcass drew quite a few scavengers including a bald eagle who hung around for quite a few days. Long enough that we were starting to wonder if it had plans on our dogs.

Christmas itself was pretty good. We got a real tree for the first time in many years and it was a beaut! We managed to get though two storm day suppers without losing power – bonus!! The kids were pretty leery about the outdoor cooking though.

Now it’s world junior hockey time. See you in a few days.

What an interesting couple of weeks we’ve had.

First was the wind storm. No immediate damage but we did have to take down a couple trees right after it as their root balls began to pull out. It’s always better to drop them where you want to rather than let nature decide, especially when they are close to the house.

Next was the blizzard. Fairly unusual for this area. Now granted it’s not prairie level blizzard but for our climate it was officially classed as “nasty”.

The big impact this one had was it whipped the fibre cable serving the entire island into the high voltage lines. Net result was 7 days no phone, cable, or internet and local cell towers isolated.

Kudos to the phone company. They brought in a cell site on wheels, upped the power of other sites, and redirected some antenna beams to improve coverage. Next they installed a new microwave link to restore service while they arranged to replace the fibre.

In the meantime we have had 4 separate power outages. Two storm caused and two restoration related. Turned out not only did the fibre cable fry, snap, and fall into the ocean but two of the three power lines were damaged to the point they could not be re-energized until they were replaced. They have to de-energize the remaining one while helicoptering new spans to our island. Tomorrow will be the 5th outage and then hopefully all is good.

Whew!

So today we sit in the dark, wood stove heating the house, and wait for the power to come back at 6pm. My day has mostly looked like this:

I was cleaning up my photos and deleted a few other projects. A rain water collection install, soffit repairs (more rat remediation), and bucking firewood, and baseboards.

It sounds like more than it was. I’ve been pretty sluggish recently and have really cut back work. I doubt I’m putting in 10 hours a week right now. Mostly I’m puttering in the yard prepping for winter. Hoses and irrigation winterized, garden harvested and composted. Garlic planted. Flower pots emptied. Still waiting for the begonias to freeze so we can pull the tubers.

It’s going to rain all week. I sense more lazy days.

August rolls onto the downhill side it’s time to harvest the second round from the garden. Another good batch of green beans (they are still blooming!) and the last of the garlic. As this second crop of garlic goes into the shed to dry the first bunch I picked a couple weeks ago come inside for cleaning up.

These are the smaller varieties we planted. Last fall I put down eight different types as an experiment. No taste tests yet but some types are too small a head for me to bother with them again.

Earlier this week I had company at work.

This fella hung around every day for most of the day. In fact he is the reason I was working at this location. He seems to have decided that this is his turf and is getting a bit too aggressive. He sleeps under the deck and has started to challenge the homeowner when she comes out, snorting and pawing. So, we are closing up all the undersides of the decks and outbuilding. Now he will have to find his shade in the forest.