Friday is my birthday [35!]. People I work with wonder where I'm going to get drunk, whereas the reality is I'm going up to Pigeon Mountain to camp in the cold with a friend I met through my edible plant classes. We'll be gone for two days, and I don't plan on taking any food with me. The autumn olives will be in. And of course the walnuts and persimmons.Pigeon Mountain in northwest Georgia is a wild protected mountain that we once camped on for months. It was the last place in the East we seriously tried to permanently live outside and disappear in. So going back should be an emotional experience.
I won't get a chance to get back to Tennessee to start building the roof till November.
Happy Birthday Rob! Ohhh to be so young. Hope you enjoyed your day. They fly by fast!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Victoria. We got up to Pigeon Mountain and it was closed for hunting! So we went on to Tennessee and stayed in the cabin, and the next day hiked up Frozen Head in the fog.
ReplyDeleteIt was a good time, however it was cold, and I'm nervous about trying to continue to build through the winter in such conditions. I'll have to look for warm spells.
Oh and I checked out the humanure compost from our first year, that has now had an additional year to age. It's black, crumbly, rich soil, as light as peat, with a wonderful smell to it - like compost straight out of the bag.
It's a good thing you had an alternate option. This cold snap is quite unusual for Georgia and Tennessee. When I lived up there, the winters were quite mild until February, which is usually the coldest and most brutal month. I'm sure you'll have milder weather to do some more work up there.
ReplyDeleteThat's great news about the compost.