We continue to hit the ground running concerning all things with the land. I am terrified that another emergency will happen in our personal lives and we will lose time again, though I willingly take care of my family first. I long for the days when the land will be in maintenance mode and we can enjoy it more than just work on it!
The weather on our latest trip was sunny, but that damn wind was cold/cool again, and our morning began with everything covered in frost. Woodchuck rented a Billy Goat machine to start taking care of some of the brushy areas throughout the land, so we drove to pick that up first. We were only going to have it for about 6 hours, so hubby needed to get going on his thing with it and I needed to get going on cleaning up area of fallen limbs so that he could get into it with the machine. We walked the areas first together to talk about where he could go with the machine and what to leave alone.
I was all ready to go! I could do this! And in less than two hours, I was dragging. That was partly due to having to walk away from the area I was working in to create piles for the branches, where I would have saved steps and energy if I could have piled them closer. My original idea was to have Woodchuck park the tractor by the area, and I would fill the bucket with branches to be taken over to the burn pile, but he pointed out that I would be filling that bucket quickly and it would be up to me to drive the tractor back and forth. I just didn't have the mental capacity for that on this day an the ground was still very wet and muddy and I didn't want to deal with tearing that up and slipping around.
I am really hard on myself when I struggle physically, because my brain is telling me, "LOOK! Look at all of this stuff that needs to be done and you only have so much of a timeframe to get it done! And you are capable!", while my body is telling me, "Lady. Stop it." My hip does really well after the injection, except for certain movements, and apparently cutting and bending and carrying out limbs and fallen trees is a thing it doesn't care for. Neither does my ankle, which still has a tear in it after ten years of doctors waiting for it to heal. I was also working in the shade, and sweaty but chilly. I was grateful when break-time came!
These are the before pictures of a corner that is kind of divided in half long-ways by a property line. I would have just gone in and cleaned the whole thing up, even what isn't ours, but I've got my hands full enough without doing other peoples work. 👇
There was a monster of a honeysuckle that I needed to take down, but some of its limbs were holding up a dead tree that I literally could have just pushed over myself. Had to think before cutting and make sure I wasn't standing in the wrong spot! I took the limbs off a little high first, then started chopping away at the trunk itself. I would say this honeysuckle was about 10 foot before I started cutting it. 👇