We went out to the bunion yesterday to visit and to do a little tending to the place. I pulled a gunny sack full of thistles, and slew many more with my hoe, but barely made a dent in the population. Some of the seed I tossed out has germinated, especially the clover, which is fantastic. After I could not stand to pull another thistle, I took the dogs for a walk in the woods to see what we could find. The first thing we found was a Great Horned Owl, who possibly is making a home in the barn. She conveniently sat on a low branch so we could get a good view of her. More wildlife pressure to add to the list….any poultry will have to live under lock and key, but I do love owls, especially big fierce Hooty ones. She or her relatives possibly inspired the mysterious owl shaped objects that have left ghost impressions on the wall in the kitchen.
I also found a few woodland wildflowers, in addition to the Oregon Grape and wild strawberries I found lots of Johnny Jump Ups
a very few trillium (trillia?), and lots of these lovely Ladyslippers
The fruit trees are in bloom, looks like there are two cherry trees (and they are small enough to possibly be Pie cherries, which would give me great joy), two walnuts, and the apple, which is in glorious blossom. It will be fun to try to figure out what kind of apple it is. One of my bait hives is stashed underneath it…no swarms yet. The cherries were humming with pollinators and the dormer bees were very busy.
I have to keep reminding myself that we still have a long wait and it is possible the deal will fall through. I sat in what is left of the pasture with the dogs and fell further in love with it anyway. The dogs don’t want to wait either…Katie fully approves of the Bunion.
After all of last week’s reminders that life is short I am also trying to remember that patience is a virtue, and having a year to sit with this land, albeit only occasionally, before I launch into farming it is a gift!