Nickel Farm

My 8′ Arizona Fir tree is the “center piece” of the Forest Garden. The stream from the waterfall will wind around and disappear behind the evergreen, creating a feeling of mystery in the garden. I talk to the tree often and it is thriving.

I sincerely hope that the grapes I planted last spring don’t suffer the “wrath’ of cold tempewratures at this high elevation and winter kill. Maybe lots of mulch will help.

… on Blueberry Hill. Here’s hoping that they will live in this alkaline soil. I am supplementing with acid nutrients and making sure they have good drainage on my landscape mounds.

Drafted existing house plans from measurements taken.

Hooray, only one month until spring!  Spent the day gathering firewood on a neighbor’s lot.  He had a lot of dead quakies (quaking aspen) that he wanted removed so I started the project this morning.  As I was standing there in the snow, with the sun on my back and a chainsaw in my hand, I thought, “this is GREAT, I love my life.  I am doing exactly what I wish to be doing at this very moment”.  I took a chance on getting stuck by pulling my trusty utility trailer through some deeper snow in order to get closer to the fifteen-foot long logs I had cut up.  They stuck way out of my seven foot long trailer but the front wheel drive on my little red Camry got me out to pavement just fine.

Traveled to Nickel Farm and measured land features.  Returned home same day.