Sunday, May 12, 2013

SNOW AND MULCH? GO TO HILL!

A hill of a week here. Just across the bay there's the last bits of ski hill snow but on this side spring had really sprung, or more like shot from a cannon. Even the town muralist is going green on the walls! The valleys and pond area are in full blossom and absolutely exceptional this year. Suddenly it's gardening time and Pat had a local helper this year to move topsoil, do weeding and raking.Guess who's gonna shovel up the raccoon droppings?

On a quick trip to our Toronto ex-neighbourhood, the magnolia tree looked like it was snowing at the base. But the new pine cones back here are more purple than ever --- any explanation? As usual, the asparagus wins the First Veggie out of the ground trophy. Yummy.

We'd like to tell Roger H----- to go to hill! As a matter of fact, we did. He's got a big operation nearby with logs and cedar byproducts. We ordered a load of mulch but warned him about our steep hill and could his truck get up a 30-degree slope?? "Sure, sure, I've been in some pretty tough spots" he said, ignoring my death stares. We figured he knew his business and that his Sierra 4-by-4 could pull his trailer with 4 tonnes of mulch up our hill. No, nope, and no siree. After a few attempts, the befuddled and humbled Mr. H admitted his truck couldn't even pull the trailer up empty. He drove off, leaving us to load and shuttle the tons up the hill ourselves.
















We were supposed to start the Cedar Shuttle this morning but winter has returned with cold blustery winds and heavy snow flurries. Better to stay indoors and celebrate my beloved Mom on Mother's Day ---- did you??

Post Script:  For the rest of the day and into the evening we had brutal wintery weather. Violent winds sent the BBQ cover into the woods. Snow fell sideways like billions of apple blossoms except it was biting cold, confusing the birds and confounding us. The electricity went on and off for hours, as if a diabolical Mother (Nature) was flicking the switch for fun....

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