This is the somewhat challenging story
in which great violence and tenderness worked hand in hand.
We restore the ecosystem on weekends all year long. But when we head out in spring,
we worry about trampling the emerging flora.
Indeed, in a rich area like the one shown here,
that we started restoring years ago,
we stay on paths whenever possible.
that we started restoring years ago,
we stay on paths whenever possible.
Here's a sort of a before and after in one photo. The "before" is the all-dried-leaves foreground - a "dead-zone" where we needed to work. The "after" is all that healthy green, where we cleared and seeded a year ago. |
A month ago, Eriko and a few others had raked the leaves away and seeded the mix of rare and uncommon open woods seeds we had gathered last fall and summer.
If we don't cut those invasive trees, the seeds would just germinate and die of darkness. We know this. We've seen it happen.
Our raked and seeded patches were marked with red flags, so we could avoid them as much as possible.
Our challenge is that little bits of rare flora do survive here and there in our work area. Can we slash and burn and lug wood to the bonfires without smashing these beauties? |
So, as with the seeded areas, we marked the sensitive flora with red flags. Would the boots of busy chain-sawyers and brush haulers remember and avoid them? |
This day was also our Earth Day celebration. We celebrate with food. We also celebrate with work. It was indeed a happy day. |
Cecil and Eriko did the planning for the day. They're probably planning more, here, as they enjoy it. Our community works that way. We often plan next week while we're being happy this week. |
We have agonized over this quandary:
Chainsaws get so much more work done so much faster than our hand saws.
But their infernal roar wrecks our appreciation of being in nature - and makes the work more dangerous because it's harder to communicate.
Bob's electric saw solves the problem. We hope to see a lot more of it.
Here's how some of the patches looked after the raking. |
Was this trillium a casualty? It does look a little worse for the wear. |
But later in the day, we noticed that someone had brushed off the chain-saw crumbs and even installed a little vole cage. |
Really? Metal cage? Yet another indignity?
But the tender-hearted person removed the "intensive care ward" treatment
after trampling feet had left.
Satisfaction.
Indeed, when we checked the delicate flagged areas at the end of the day,
every patch of original surviving flora seemed fine.
Miraculously.
We had celebrated.
We had worked sensitively with fire and chainsaw.
We wrought a new and wonderful kind of good.
Somme Woods is healthier and happier,
day after day, week after week, month after year. Praise be.