We use/sell A LOT of firewood. People always ask the same question- “has it been seasoned for over a year?” I always say no.
We cut the logs usually in winter, split it in July, sell it and burn it starting in October (so it ages for about three months). Inevitably, those who think that they know best want our old wood, and I’m super glad to give it to them, otherwise it turns into a waste product.
If wood is kept too long then time has its way with it. It starts to grow mushroom-like growths, gets buggy, some kinds of wood start to get crumbly, the bark comes off and turns to peat moss and some of it absorbs water.
I brought home four skids of two year old wood that we had stacked back then and burned it last night, and everything I said above I observed as I lit the fire.
I also noticed critter nests- well thought out leaf and grass shreds made into condos for raising “who knows what” kinds of rodents. Hope they are from years past.
When I lit the fire, it burned but kinda sizzled. Hope it’s cause it rained before but I know better. The sizzling was coming from the middle of the ends of the wood.
Water mixed with smoke =creosote which is really acidic and bad for metal and concrete.
If if you buy firewood, go look at it first BEFORE you take it home to avoid multiple problems.
Ill be ok though. I’ve been burning wood for a very long time and my stove can make quick work of anything I put in there.
This bump video is the worst one (from pic above). If the DOT drove this road daily, it would be paved in a week!
Route 25 is DECOMPOSING and the CT DOT cares not.
As a Virgo, I live in the world of “the way it should be VS. the way it is.”
I use this highway many times each day and have a certain trajectory for northbound vs southbound. I veer like a drunk from one lane to another to avoid earth shuddering explosions as my trucks slam into raised sections of asphalt and concrete. Grapefruit-sized concrete chunks litter the shoulders as trucks like mine disassemble the poorly maintained highway one explosion at a time.
The Virgo in me finally recorded each and every insult to reasonably smooth travel and emailed it yesterday to the one and only state DOT employee who cared enough about doing due diligence in his cushy job to return my repeated phone calls to the DOT about listening to my highway condition input.
I took the recordings of which direction/mile marker/which lane each huge bump can be found (over thirty between the Merritt and rt 111) along with death wish pics I took and emailed them to the guy who seemed to care. Let’s see if anything gets done. I’m thinking that I am going to need to get more rigorously involved.
Trumbull roads are neglected also. Daniels farm road, Strobel, unity, Madison, to name a few. When I called the town I found out that there are no plans to pave any of these highly used crumbling roads- no surprise there. Also was met with a verbal shrug when I asked what the rules are when a contractor digs up the street to hook up to a utility. Seems that not long after the contractor leaves and the homeowner has a sewer hookup everyone else in town gets to enjoy the shitty patching job the contractor did in covering up the hole as their vehicle hits the giant recessed square with both axles. “Get in, get out, get paid” is what these contractors do in my opinion, and it seems to be the status quo on every road, acceptable to the town.
In my attempt to escape from the national trauma our country is experiencing now with our current government, I’ve turned away from the news and tried to focus more on local things that I can actually do something about. Road conditions are a “quality of life” issue that affects each of us, and I think we all deserve better from our state and local governments.
I did not know ants had a toxic flesh-decomposing toxin to protect themselves. A few days after seeing them on my arm, I felt like I had poison ivy. The irritation turned into two lesions that took two weeks to heal. GROSS!
Amazing the insect world is. Glad that I am not an insect with nuclear powered critters like those ants crawling across the earth nuking unsuspecting trespassers.
I was working two weeks ago on the landscape lighting and could barely see the almost invisible ants that had gotten on my right arm. Teentsy, ignorable things. If they bit me or stung me, I don't remember.
Seems more like summer now with torrential rain and warm air. I’ve had my wood burning stove on for two days and don’t know if I’ll need it when I get home. It's fall planting season and lawn repair time as well. Warm moist soil, still strong sun makes for great root growth.
I just deleted six seasonal blogs spanning almost two years because I can't tell if I violated copyright infringements by putting newspaper articles up when it seemed important to spread the word about one subject or another, as well as various pics that are difficult to tell if they are copyrighted or not. Rather than get into any trouble, I just deleted TONS of effort to bring information and news to anyone who stumbles upon my website. It's sad because I really put honest energy into that stuff, and some of the writing I feel was the best stuff I ever created.
Oh, well, no use crying over spilled emotions, there is much more creativity where that came from but I learned one thing- Only put onto your website pictures, videos, writings, etc. that you create yourself.
The other thing that I am not doing again is writing about how much I hate tRUMP. Nobody goes to a nursery website to read political opinions, and I won't burden people with that stuff at all anymore (as much as I want to).
Sorry if you came here to look up old horticultural entries- some are still here, but I felt it was more time efficient to just delete EVERYTHING rather than sort through all the blogs and delete stuff that wasn't of my own making.