This tree is a guest-tree from the past. I took this picture at Bryce Canyon National Park in southern Utah in late 2009. It was a snowy day.
[daily log: walking, 3km; retailing, 6hr]
Category: A Daily Tree
Caveat: Tree #865
This tree saw me down in the boat, in heavy rain and wind, making sure the batteries were charged so the bilge pump was working – when there’s lots of rain, the boat fills up with water, which needs to be pumped out of the bottom of the boat.
[daily log: walking, 2km]
Caveat: Tree #864
This tree saw a little boat tie up at the dock.
[daily log: walking, 2.5km]
Caveat: Tree #863
This tree is green despite gray skies.
[daily log: walking, 2km]
Caveat: Tree #862
This tree (the small alder on the left fairly far back) saw me plant a bunch of raspberry plantlets that I got from my boss Wayne who was weeding and thinning his raspberry patch. I was thinking that if they establish themselves here, on the berm of the flat area that’s over the septic field on lot 73 (left side of photo), I’ll have a nice raspberry patch in future years.
Meanwhile, in my greenhouse, my single healthiest plant right now is a pepper plant I bought at discount in town because it was looking decrepit. And now it’s flourishing and has a charming little 3/4″ green pepper growing on it.
[daily log: walking, 3km]
Caveat: Tree #861
This tree saw the sun.
[daily log: walking, 3km]
Caveat: Tree #860
This tree took a turn, long ago.
[daily log: walking, 4km; retailing, 7.5hr]
Caveat: Tree #859
This tree was drawn by me in 2013 and published to this blog originally, here. The title of the drawing was: “girl cavorting in a tree with small aliens.”
I learned a few hours ago that my mother, who lives in Queensland, Australia, is in the hospital ICU. This girl in the tree, above, could be seen as a kind of notional representation of “my mother as child” – something I never saw, obviously, and something where my insights are limited. Yet I recall my mother reacting to this drawing when she saw it with a lot of engagement and interest and maybe a tone of nostalgia, too. There were also other influences, of course: I had a student named Violet, at the time, who often spoke of aliens, so that’s probably where the violet dress came from.
[daily log: walking, 3km; retailing, 6hr]
Caveat: Tree #858
This tree sticks up through the progressing deck of my treehouse.
[daily log: walking, 2km; banging and sawing, 3hr; borschting, 1hr]
Caveat: Tree #857
This tree built a life on the accomplishments of its ancestors.
[daily log: walking, 2.5km]
Caveat: Tree #856
This tree outlived some of its peers.
[daily log: walking, 2.5km]
Caveat: Tree #855
This tree is planning its escape.
[daily log: walking, 2km]
Caveat: Tree #854
This tree malingered by the streambed with others of its ilk.
[daily log: walking, 3km; banging and sawing, 3hr]
Caveat: Tree #853
This tree is high and mighty.
[daily log: walking, 3km; retailing, 6hr]
Caveat: Tree #852
This tree malingered in the late afternoon, just west of the treehouse.
[daily log: walking, 4km; retailing, 6hr]
Caveat: Tree #851
This tree saw that I have attached a sail to my treehouse. Nah – just kidding. It’s a temporary tarp roof, because it was sprinkling rain while I was working on it, but it was partly sunny today, too. I made good progress.
[daily log: walking, 3.5km; banging and sawing, 8hr]
Caveat: Tree #850
This tree saw the sun come out just before dinnertime.
[daily log: walking, 2.5km]
Caveat: Tree #849
This tree had a distinct view of the treehouse relative to other nearby trees.
[daily log: walking, 2.5km]
Caveat: Tree #848
This tree meditated on still waters.
[daily log: walking, 2km]
Caveat: Tree #847
This tree reflected on the day’s events.
[daily log: walking, 3km; banging and sawing, 3hr]
Caveat: Tree #846
This tree joined its generational cohort to attempt to repopulate the gravel of the driveway on lot 73.
[daily log: walking, 3km; retailing, 7hr]
Caveat: Tree #845
This tree took aim at the sky.
[daily log: walking, 3km; retailing, 6hr]
Caveat: Tree #844
This tree (it is a cladistic tree diagram) demonstrates that “tree” is a false category. Learn more at the blog where I found it: there’s no such thing as a tree (phylogenetically).
I don’t often mention (because it’s rarely relevant) the fact that I was only one course short of a botany minor in college. And despite that, I’m terrible at identifying plants. I was better at the biochemistry and cladistics stuff.
[daily log: walking, 3km; banging and sawing, 4hr]
Caveat: Tree #843
This tree (well, group of trees) is merely a group of seeds in a baggie. I purchased some exotic tree “seed kits” to try to grow here. It’s too difficult and expensive to get saplings delivered, so I thought trying to grow a few interesting trees from seeds was the best, inexpensive option. The seed kits include the seeds, a little mini greenhouse thing, some specialized soil and such, and detailed instructions. I got 2 coast redwood trees and 2 eastern maple trees. The seeds in the picture are redwood trees. We’ll see if I can grow actual trees.
We had some cessation to the rain, so I worked outside on my treehouse while Art got reoriented to life-at-Rockpit.
[daily log: walking, 2km; banging and sawing, 6hr]
Caveat: Tree #842
This tree is now committed to summer’s eventual arrival.
Speaking of arrivals, Arthur arrived safe and sound at Klawock airport. He declares that he is “done with traveling” for a long time.
[daily log: walking, 2.5km]
Caveat: Tree #841
This tree saw the rainbow framing the inlet.
[daily log: walking, 3km; woodchopping and carrying, 1.5hr]
Caveat: Tree #840
This tree saw the boat once again exit the barn, and perch at the top of the ramp in what seems a slightly precarious way. There’s a strong rope around the back of the boat, so it doesn’t go sliding off into the sea in the event that there is a failure of the trolley cable – something I like to worry about but which has only occurred once (last fall).
[daily log: walking, 2km; wood-chopping, 2hr]
Caveat: Tree #839
This tree was seen from the deck of the Fireweed Lodge, a resort and restaurant in Klawock. I had breakfast there this morning with my coworkers – they tend to schedule full-staff work get-togethers for breakfasts, before the store opens. I had never been at Fireweed before, but it’s pretty famous hereabouts.
[daily log: walking, 3km; retailing, 7hr]
Caveat: Tree #838
This tree was among its peers in the drizzle.
[daily log: walking, 4km; retailing, 6hr]
Caveat: Tree #837
This tree oversaw the greening of a huckleberry bush.
Meanwhile, in my garden, there was some critter that had been breaking into the greenhouse at night and eating all my newly-planted radish seeds. So I borrowed a couple of Art’s mousetraps and set them in the planters. And lo, this morning, a very fat-looking dead mouse was caught in one of the traps.
Meanwhile, what with it raining today, I went down a kind of rabbit-hole on my server stuff. I built an email server. I’m not sure it will really work, or even prove useful. But it might – a lot of the problems I’ve run into with developing my own websites has been a lack of an email system that I fully control. So maybe it will work out.
[daily log: walking, 2km]
Caveat: Tree #836
This tree is experiencing an action-packed afterlife.
[daily log: walking, 4.5km; chopping and chainsawing, 4hr]
Caveat: Tree #835
This tree is a guest from the ancient past. And actually, as you can see, the tree is not the focus of the photo. But there are trees in the background, witnessing things, so I think it counts.
I don’t remember the exact date, but around Christmas of 1994, right after my having returned from 6 months in Chile, Michelle, Jeffrey and I traveled to Los Angeles from Minneapolis, to visit my father, brother and stepmother. This was one day when I think we got into my dad’s 1928 Model A Ford and drove to the beach. In the picture you can see me and Jeffrey with the car in the driveway of the house in Temple City, where my dad was living at that time, which happened to be right next door to the house that he grew up in.
[daily log: walking, 4km]
Caveat: Tree #834
This tree greeted the drizzly day.
[daily log: walking, 1.5km]