Sunday, November 6, 2016

He-Who Saws

What will  you do when you're frangible and shouldn't do things that used to be routine?

For example, sawing limbs that are high in the air and in the way of farm equipment?

 Electric Chain Saw, engineered boom attached to the front of the tractor.
The white thing that looks like a piece of pipe is a reservoir for hydraulic fluid to run back in, making the movement of the saw more stable.

 ... and a generator on the back.
That platform was an interim way to go high in the air before the details were worked out for 
running an electric chainsaw from the tractor seat instead of standing somewhere 
off the ground with a gasoline chain saw.

The saw is moved using hydraulics and powered by electricity from the generator.

The chain saw blade sawing through a limb is visible upper right.

Fifty years of Progress.

Friday, October 28, 2016

A Touch of Fall Color

We do not get the great flaming trees of farther north. Our big trees are mostly green, and then turn yellowish or just go to brown. Leaves are coming down like rain at the slightest breeze.

 Our brightest fall color comes from Sumac. Little trees come up along fence rows and hedges.
This one came up at the end of a pile of pole cuts that I use to form little fences and such in the garden.

 My intent was to go to the field and make pics before peanuts were gone. I was distracted by fall  color on the way. Peanuts are plowed up, on the ground and drying in the field until ready to combine.

 Back near the house, I found something interesting where I planted a rooted Aucuba years back. It finally took a notion to grow about the time a little bird-planted Sassafras grove came up around it.

 Sassafras mittens turning yellow form a contrast to gold-dusted Aucuba and ferns.

 Farther into the garden, Crape Myrtles are a blaze of color reaching for the sky.

 Redbud trees turned yellow; they will quickly shed their leaves. Oak leaves turn brown and will fall from now to well after Christmas.

 Here's a peek at the nest full of seeds on the Cycad. Last time it had seeds, I picked some, soaked, 
cleaned and planted them to replace the one from the time before that the squirrel ate when it reached some size and I put it outside. There are two seedlings now that will stay in the greenhouse this winter. I haven't decided whether I need to grow more.  It amuses me to see them sprout.

He-Who-Mows ran over one of my small cycad pups. I discovered more pups of large size underneath this big cycad. I don't know if I can cut them back and hack them out. Maybe I could ship them to the Danger Gardenette. Those ferny-looking fronds are HARD and sharp and vicious.
Squirrels are everywhere, storing pecans and acorns. Acorns are abundant this year -- does that mean a hard winter?

A different color on Crape Myrtle.

Crape Myrtle in the back yard is still blooming bright pink blooms in the top along with a few pink Knockouts nearer the ground. Acid yellow-green in the right background is the color that pecan trees turn before they drop their leaves.

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