Wednesday, May 11, 2011

    First signs of a fence

    The first good-weather Saturday of the year last weekend meant that we were actually excited to work in the yard, despite all the digging and weeding ahead of us. We're putting in a fence on the edge of our patio, so while I went to the Wasatch Community Gardens plant sale Tai got right to work digging the post holes.

    By the time I got back, he was nearly done with the five holes for this part of the fence -- it took so much less time than we thought it would. Probably because our clay hasn't yet baked into solid rock yet (July). The holes were about 30 inches deep -- the bottom six inches or so are filled with a layer of gravel to drain water away from the post base and prevent rotting, and the other 24" are filled with concrete for stability.

    You can see my haul from the plant sale in the foreground. I got three feather reed grasses for our parking strip, two creeping mahonia plants to join the four others already on our north side, and a few veggie and fruit starts for our garden boxes that I'm hoping to not kill this year.

    While Tai worked on the post holes, I got down to weeding. I guess our weeding policy this year has been "if we ignore it, they'll die, right?" I faced reality and spent the morning on my hands and knees getting rid of this mess:

    After (I know you don't care, but this weeding caused me substantial physical pain, so I'M SHOWING THE PICTURES):

    Brother Daniel came over to help Tai set and level the posts. I was making eight-legged enemies among the weeds so I don't have any pictures of the laborers. But here is evidence of their hard work:

    Along the way I learned that you don't pre-mix concrete for post holes -- you just dump a bunch of the powdered stuff in, then add your water. Neat.

    Next up for us is finishing the fence (hopefully this week, if we can get some cooperation from the weather), and leveling our remaining exposed dirt and putting down weed fabric. Before we can do that, we do have to take care of this little mishap:

    This gash is more than a year old and dates to our appointment with the sprinkler trencher. The pipe was buried rather shallowly (and the trencher wasn't really, um, paying attention), so this sliced conduit has been exposed for the last 12 months. The wires aren't live, though, so we've sort of ignored it until now. We're hoping to get our electrician out sometime this week to repair it for us.

    Oh, and we finally got rid of this abomination:

    So now I'm sure the Smurfs are mad at us.


    Rian Krommenhoek said...

    I wouldn't worry. Papa Smurf is very forgiving.

    Suzanne said...

    You have freaking morels growing in your yard??? If you send me some detailed pictures, I could my boss verify its edibility. I'm blown away by your luck, though I know it's likely you won't want to eat it anyway.

    Thank you for the fence post pics. Did you use a post hole digger or just a shovel? I'm trying to convince my spouse we could put one up ourselves.

    Suzanne said...

    Just for your information:

    The good news is it is pretty simple to tell the true morels from the false morels. Here are 3 things to look for to tell them apart:
    - True morels are hollow; false morels are variously filled with either folds of solid tissue or cottony masses.
    - True morels have pitted surfaces where spores are produced; false morels have folds and not true pits
    - True morels have caps that are attached to the stem at least a third of the way down the cap; false morels’ caps either are a group of folds or hang free from the top of the cap