Last
year, a couple of friends teamed up and bought us a dozen beautiful blueberry
plants in honor of
our wedding. We were sorely unprepared, so we only managed to
whack down box-elders and open up the canopy, then roll the logs out of
the way and plant the bushes in new ground. This oversight caused
a lot of problems since I couldn't really get the lawnmower around the
logs, and by the middle of the summer, our blueberry patch had turned
into a weed patch. Luckily, the blueberries survived the neglect,
and I promised them a more weeded existence this year.
We
spent the morning Wednesday clearing up the tree carcasses in the
blueberry patch to make this year's mowing much easier. Mark's
hard work with the chainsaw netted us half a cord of
firewood, now drying in the woodshed, and my branch piles are growing
too. Our chipper rental date is tentatively set for
this weekend, but Lucy didn't want to wait --- she did her part to
increase the farm's wood chip supply while we cleared the brush.