This is a tale of poor pasture management. Because here in the Pasture, we’re keepin’ it real. While it’s great when most of the things we share are good news and fun stuff, as we all know, that’s not all there is to life.
Unfortunately, this is a problem of our own doing. I hate when that happens! Last winter, the electric utility had a contractor out to trim trees along the power lines, which sadly included one of our beloved 100+-year-old pecans (aka The Twins). The contractor would have hauled off all the debris, but we told them they could leave it. We planned to use the small branches to break down for smoking in the BBQ pit – it’s pecan after all. We pay good money for that stuff at the store. Then there are some larger branches, including one huge one that had snapped, but was still attached and too big for us to handle on our own without equipment. The contractors were gracious enough to cut it down since they had a “cherry-picker” bucket truck. (I plan to make a lifetime supply of trivets with that.)
Well, while it was “on the list” all those branches never got picked up. Because we didn’t get any of it picked up, we couldn’t mow or shred there. And because we didn’t mow or shred there, the weeds took over. I don’t know if we even still have bees in our one top bar hive in the bee “pen” down there, but the weeds are so overgrown inside the bee pen, we can’t get to or see in the hive opening. 🙁 Now that it’s completely out of control, the only way to deal with it is by hand – still can’t shred or mow because of all the tree branches hidden within the jungle.
Seeing that I’m working with a broken thermostat (since having my gallbladder removed), it’s been too hot for months for me to get any real work accomplished outside. I gave it a try this morning, but only lasted 30 minutes. It was only 80 degrees, but the humidity was 90%. That combo just does. me. in.
I did manage to hack a path to the gate to the bee pen and stack up a pile of branches. And being the awesome dog mom that I am, I picked out some perfect retrieving sticks for Jake! Hopefully we’ll see some cooler days soon and we can continue to hack our way through this mess. I seriously need to retrieve that large branch for my future trivets instead of letting it go to waste and rot away.
Lesson learned – hopefully. If we ever have that kind of debris that needs to be cleared out of the Pasture in the future, I hope we’ll do ourselves a favor and pick it up immediately.
Until next time, worms rock, bees rules and chickens are my Zen.
Pasture Deficit Disorder – This Life in the Pasture is the Only Cure
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