So, our yard could probably be designated as a wildlife habitat, and natural ecosystem. A few years ago, we even had a toad living in it! Apparently that’s a good and fairly certain sign of a healthy ecosystem. However, the humans are important, too. The yard just isn’t working for us in some ways that’d we’d like it to.
I would love to add a bench or wooden swing (like a porch swing), and put it near a really good tree like a red maple or magnolia.
If you look at the large bright green mass slightly to the right of the little house (this is an OLD picture!) you are seeing a veritable thicket. It has recently become outlined in tall itchy weeds, which we have to brush past if walking to the compost pile. We’ve been focused on other things; aside from general life stuff, there’s the little house to work on, and that has been pretty consuming.
Anyway, today I spent an hour with a pitchfork and shovel and was able to clear a 4’x4′ section of those weeds (some Virginia creeper in there! good thing I got that out) and fill an industrial size trash bin. Needless to say, I am tired and well-deserving of rest (which all of us deserve anyway, regardless of how much we accomplish!!).
Oh, and there are new pictures coming soon! (As soon as I take them!) We’ve made a ton of progress on trim and siding!
Today as I swept the steps leading down to the Little House, I meditated.
I breathed in through my nose envisioning pure white light entering my body, I breathed out through my mouth envisioning black smoke leaving my body.
I noticed what muscles I was using. Sweeping uses many different muscles.
I noticed that I sweep any time I want to make progress with the House and its development. Seeing the clean steps gives the impression to the whole place ‘this place is cared-about’ and encourages additional care to come to it.
I put the holly leaves (pointy spines and all!) in the compost pile so they return to the soil and enrich it with the nutrients the tree created over the year.
Each time I sweep, there is something to sweep. Stewardship is an important task, so that all that accumulates will be diminished gradually. Stewardship helps prevent overwhelm, makes good things possible.
Wishing you the courage to be a Steward of the Earth and of your own life.
Say the title five times fast! Come on, I dare you….
it’s a tongue twister 😉 It’s also something I’m considering currently. The fire pit has had its first fire, complete with S’mores! It was a roaring, sizzling success. When I got it going (with no liter fluid nor starter log! those are not my style), smoke and steam billowed out from under the edge of the bowl, which was somewhat unnerving! My guess is that it was due to evaporation of water between the lip of the bowl and the frame it rests in.
The newest development is that around the fire pit little weeds have been ‘planted’ by birds passing overhead. This was not a problem when the ground-cover was comprised of leaves and sticks… and it’s making me consider whether mulch is not a bad idea after all.
I don’t know what some of the ‘volunteer’ plants are, but some are pokeweed, which is Very invasive and nearly impossible to get rid of.
These plants are worse than roaches. They Must be dug out with a shovel, making sure you get the ENTIRE root. Otherwise, a bit of the root stays and you’ll be picking pokeweed from the exact same spot each week, and it will return again the following year. They get really tall…. at least 8 feet. Their berries not only fall right under the plant, so that you’ve got tons more in the same area, but birds are quite fond of them, too and spread them by eating them and then flying over. Pokeweed grows really fast, using up lots of nutrients from the soil, and the entire plant is poisonous to humans.
Ready to help me eradicate pokeweed? 😉 Kidding, but I hope these tips prove helpful if you, too, are dealing with this plant overtaking your lovely yard.
So, it’s cold here! I haven’t been doing much outdoors. I decided yesterday it was high time to get some sun. Believe me, that decision was worth it! I went out into surprising 60 degree weather! Woohoo.
I raked leaves. I harvested a volunteer ivy (with an intriguing purple-red hue) and repotted it as a shrub. I walked into the little house, which smells much better right now. I turned the compost heap inside-out.
I also sat and listened. I let my eyes float from tree to leaf to bird. I felt the cool solidity of the stone underneath me. I breathed.