Snow Recovery at Crumbly Acres – Part 3

Crumbly Acres! (<= YAM named us!) It will take me weeks to clean up the branches, more crumbling. Sunday morning we eased into the day. We watched soccer, while I poked around with plants. The taller 🥀amaryllis doesn't have any roots. The soil is too wet. 

• Dec. 14th – I measured the taller stalk. It was 28 cm (11").
• Dec. 16th – it was up to 30 cm (12").
• Dec. 19th –  It's 32 cm (12.5").

I wiggled them in the pot, and found that all the roots have rotted on the taller one. I pulled them off, and set it back down in the soil. Pulling off the LCBO bags, I set them in the window, hoping for the best. I thought I might dry out the top layer of soil with the hair dryer. What could go wrong? Dirt everywhere. I gave up, after cleaning off the sink, counter, and floor. Yes, you may laugh!

I set it on a pad of vermiculite to help dry out the roots. 

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These are the climbing trees: Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. 

I won't be able to lift these branches until I cut them up. I tried, JB watching from the back door, and one fell on top of me. Thankfully I was wear both a ball cap and a hoodie. 

You can see the ~(‾▿‾)~ Crow's Nest if you look hard enough. OK, maybe you had to be there. That was an adventure, having the crows around that year, April, 2021.

Perhaps I ought to point it out. Even with all the loss of branches, you are hard pressed to see it.

Not only did the white pines sustain damage, but the sumac beside the shed lost at least two big branches. (Monday, I cut them off, skilsawed them into smaller branches, and set them in the forest.)

Saturday afternoon, as I said the sun came out. The shock had worn off somewhat, by then, although it makes me so sad looking out back. Out front, the sun on the fake tree was lovely, and most of the heavy snow, which bent its branches, has fallen off. 

We've four big white pine trees. They have various amount of damage. The tree that had the hornet's nest is drooping quite a bit. 

 

Out front, this evergreen is looking so dreary, and burdened with snow. I've gone around twice, shaking the lower branches off. This is where the top branches dislodge and dump the snow, breaking them right off.

The blue sky cheered me immensely.

Poor old lilacs!

I wish I could reach them. Hydro trucks were about, as there were a couple of power outages nearby. I could have used their cherry picker.

I came to the conclusion that I cannot whittle away at the dead branches this year. We're going to hire someone. The skilsaw doesn't last very long, even with a back up battery. Yesterday I took a walk in the forest. More damage. Not as serious, though.