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Playing catch-up

https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/8/8f/Alfred-Jacob-Miller_Catching-Up.jpg?utm_source=commons.wikimedia.org&utm_campaign=index&utm_content=original“In our frenzied attempts to catch up with life, we run right past it. Once we have run past it, what we are in reality attempting to catch is ourselves.”

Craig D. Lounsbrough

Looking back through the archives for this almanac I note that I have gotten into the habit of posting – during the late spring/early summer of each year – a succinct gallery of photographs taken in our garden here at the southern end of Vancouver Island.

As one might imagine, these analogous offerings look remarkably similar year on years. Given that much of the garden is furnished with mature shrubs, perennials and ancient (relatively speaking!) trees, this should come as no surprise. The true beauty of the garden in spring-time is that it is at once the same as it ever was – whilst also being ever new.

And how cool is that?!

The title of this post, however, is “Playing catch-up” – so there is clearly something going on here other than the mere uploading of a fresh instalment of an old favourite.

As indeed there is…

Those who follow these things closely might notice (should they care to put any effort into the thing) that we are almost at the start of June and – as yet – no garden images have appeared for this year.

Some reasons for this tardiness have been hinted at in earlier posts, but these reflect only a small part of the whole story. Whereas Mother Nature has been powering ahead with her usual vim and vigour, our attempts at getting the grounds of our abode into shape have been running well behind. These factors have been in play:

  1. Executing an estate: I wrote near the top of the year of the sad passing of The Girl’s step mother. The Girl is sole executor of the estate and there has been much busy-ness, much driving to and from Nanaimo and much clearing out and putting things in order so that the will can be appropriately executed. She and I have already carried out well in excess of two hundred hours of work on the matter.
  2. Garden machinery: The grass in our garden grows fiercely at the start of the season and is long, tough and very wet before I can even get a first cut in. On my second attempt this year our old gas mower finally seized and we have been obliged to purchase a new one. Since we acquired the old mower very much second hand when we came to Canada (eleven years ago) we can hardly complain. Our power-washer – the which we share with a dear friend – also refused to start the year in an orderly fashion. Fixing this was simply a matter of getting the carburettor cleaned out, but getting our local small motor specialist so to do set our power-washing – and by extension everything else – back by five weeks.
  3. A week in hospital: A close family member suffered a blood and heart-related incident and ended up spending a week in hospital here in Victoria. This inevitably required us to make one or more trips each day to the hospital for the week concerned. This time lost delayed a surprising number of other matters that were already queuing up for our attention. Fortunately the family member concerned is now back home and improving day on day.

As you can see – the start of the year has gone considerably less smoothly than we would have hoped and we may be excused if some normally essential tasks have had to be delayed.

I will see what (if any) images I might have to hand from the world outside our windows…

 

Bump and grind

Herewith a follow-up to my last post… on the subject of the recent tree-work that we had carried out ‘chez nous’.

There follows a brief hiatus to allow for the cracking of any lumberjack jokes – as in:

Paddy and Mick are walking along a logging road in British Columbia…” – and so forth!

All done? Thank you. Onward!…

The photos that I posted last time out should give an idea of just how much extra light we get at the front of the house as a result of the removal of the self-willed spruce. The images also suggest, however, that planting something more to scale is definitely in order to define more appropriately the interface between house and garden at that point. The search for the right arboreal embellishment may well take some time.

These photos show how the raised bed that had accommodated the spruce was left after the felling of the tree.

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidPhoto by Andy Dawson ReidPhoto by Andy Dawson ReidThe photos also give an idea of just how much stump remains in the ground when a tree is removed. In other instances we have left the the protruding stumps as a feature (almost). In this case, because we want to plant another tree in the bed, we were obliged to hire the service of our arborist’s stump grinder, who – in command of his impressive array of machinery – made short work of the remains of the spruce.

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidThis thing is definitely a bit of a beast!

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidOne sizeable hole – tree-planting for the use of…!

Photo by Andy Dawson Reid

A room with a view

Photo by Andy Dawson Reid“Choose a place where you won’t do very much harm, and stand in it for all you are worth, facing the sunshine”.

E.M.Foster – ‘A Room with a View’

The Girl and I are fortunate enough to live in a home that is a fair bit more spacious than is strictly necessary for us. Now, it may well prove in the long run that we are no longer able to manage the ‘estate’ and down-sizing will become the order of the age, but in the meantime we are enjoying having the room to pursue our various interests without having to make too many compromises.

 

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidBefore coming to Canada The Girl and I lived for a decade and a half in average sized apartments (average for the UK, of course) and are thus much relieved at not having to suffer the same constraints now. We have both worked from home a fair bit (particularly during the pandemic) and are most grateful for having the wherewithal so to do.

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidThe Girl has an office at the front of the house which is of a decent size and is reasonably quiet. It faces south west, however, towards Mount Newton, so it doesn’t get the best of the day. The situation was made worse by the presence without of an unfortunately placed pine tree, the which had grown out of proportion whilst resisting all attempts to reign in its over-enthusiasm.

Photo by Andy Dawson Reid

 

 

 

 

 

A conversation with our neighbours – who were looking to get some tree work done themselves – planted the idea in our heads that the best thing to do might just be to dispense with this tree entirely. This is not a thing that we do lightly – always endeavouring to honour living things – but in this case it was not possible to preserve this tree in a reasonable form. We will plant some more compact replacement when the works are finished.

 

Meanwhile – take a look at these ‘before and after’ images…

 

Photo by Andy Dawson Reid

Francis King Park

We are most blessed here in Greater Victoria with there being so many splendid places to walk. Amongst this number are included favourites such as: Centennial Park in Saanichton, Island View Beach, Elk and Beaver Lakes, Horth Hill, Gowland Tod, Thetis Lake, Witty’s Lagoon, John Dean Park and Bear Hill.

Last weekend we visited a new spot – Francis/King Park – the which comprises 265 acres of lush rain-forest. I thought you might like to see some pictures:

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidPhoto by Andy Dawson ReidPhoto by Andy Dawson ReidPhoto by Andy Dawson ReidPhoto by Andy Dawson ReidPhoto by Andy Dawson Reid

 

A nip and a tuck

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidOur arborists paid us another visit last week, in part to remove the remains of a Doug Fir branch on the boundary between our humble abode and that next door to one side, the which had been broken in the bad weather last spring. During the year there was little danger of it coming to harm but the season of winter storms is upon us and we must needs be prepared.

The other apparently trivial task that we sought of them was to restore one of the two openings through which we are lucky enough to have distant vistas from the back of our house. This is the one through which Mount Baker may be seen (on a clear day!) and a determined cedar – which has clearly been cut back many times before – was making multiple skyward bids from the various shoots that had emerged after previous none-too-clever hatchet jobs.

Like the forest fight for sunlight, that takes root in every tree” – as Genesis would have it…

These operations are always delicate, not because of anything forestry related but because of the necessary interaction required with neighbours. In this instance the tree concerned was not on our property and – having been the subject of attention in the past – there was the possibility of an awkward history to be considered. This neighbour’s property is, however, probably going on the market in the New Year and we estimated that only minimal resistance might be encountered, which fortunately proved to be the case.

As can be see from the composite image below the the works were relatively subtle, though a surprising amount of foliage was borne away to the chipper. The picture does not do justice to just how much difference restoring the bottom right of the opening has made.

Photo by Andy Dawson Reid

Tree fellers

Paddy and Mick are out walking on a logging road in the depths of British Columbia. They see a sign nailed to a big Douglas Fir. It reads:

‘Tree Fellers Wanted’

“Ah!”, says Mick – “‘Tis a pity that Seamus isn’t with us. We could have gone for that job!”

I’ll probably get into trouble for that! Oh well…!

We have had the tree fellers in and they have been felling a tree (and lopping some branches). The tree was a little cherry tree at the back of our (croquet) lawn. It didn’t fruit but it did blossom gloriously each spring for all of a couple of days. The main problem can be seen in this photo of the view from our new deck:

That picture was taken at about this time of year two years ago. The tree had grown considerably in the interim and was seriously impacting our view toward Mount Baker.

As can be seen from this comparable shot – taken just this morning – we also had the experts nip out a few of the lower branches from one of those big Doug Firs:

The next step is to persuade our neighbours down the hill to trim back the cedars at the back of their garden, to give our lovely vista another couple of years of unimpeded viewing pleasure.

Since virtually every house in our neighbourhood has views that are not dissimilar to ours this sort of negotiation is quite common. One usually offers to pay the costs and since it makes little difference to the residence further down the slope, those concerned tend to be co-operative.

Let’s hope we also get lucky!