Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Pot o' Gold
Tree Guy and No. 2 Son showed up just as I stepped out the door yesterday morning. Before we could converse, I had to throw down seed for the impatiently waiting turkey tribe. TG and Son think I'm batty, as they've been hunting turkeys for dinner the past week (without much success, I might add). I told him to quit drooling and get back to our plan.
Since the big oak over the barn died, the milking room is a veritable sauna in the summer without shade. The plan is this: TG is going to trench an irrigation line down the two-hundred feet of fence line between the two goat pens and plant a series of fruited mulberry trees, placed so that the barn will be shaded from the rising sun. That will give me time to get in, get the chores done, and get out before the metal roof really heats up. Until each tree gets big enough, they will have to have substantial fencing to keep the girls from decimating the saplings. I chose fruited mulberries for a number of reasons: they grow fast, have large leaves, the blossoms will draw bees (and be so pretty!), and the fruit will feed the birds, the goats, and maybe there'll be some left for me. The trees are deciduous, so the girls will get additional snacks when the leaves drop in the fall. The guys should start digging today.
As the saying goes, if you want to hear God laugh, tell him your plans. That's the plan.