…is my little juniper grove.
That’s all one tree. It’s very old. Junipers live a long time by dying in spots and growing new spots, and when I first came to the hollow this was all a big tangle of mostly dead wood. I gradually got it cleaned up, and now I think it’s kinda pretty.
But there was one big trunk that would be directly in my way if I plan to bring the addition out the full length of the cabin, which I plan to do. So, very carefully, it had to go.
I kind of pondered how to cut it. I could bring out the Husqvarna, but it would take longer to service the saw out of mothballs than it would to cut the trunk. I know it’s too much for the electric chainsaw. Finally I went with the go-to Sawzall.
I also got the post holes dug for the new pole shed, but that’s when I ran out of steam. I didn’t really expect to finish the holes because I ran into packed clay. My shoulder has good days and bad days, and this is not a good day. I really wasn’t up to swinging the mattock. But we kind of wore through the clay deposit with a shovel, and eventually finished.