Hillbilly trees

I’ve been a little sad that half our soon-to-be property is covered with woods. Sure, it saves me having to mow an acre of lawn, but because of those woods I won’t be able to plant anything meaningful for quite a while. Because of the cost of getting land graded and stumps pulled, I may not be able to plant my fruit trees even next year. So I’ve been trying to think of uses for the woods that will make me happier about having a little forest of my own.

1) Firewood. My dad has convinced me that I am perfectly capable of wielding a small chainsaw to take down the smallest trees, and I think I could probably rent a log splitter. I am now filled with visions of fires crackling in both stoves all winter long… and even more delightful visions of the resulting low electric bill.

2) Lumber. I could build my raised beds with the small trees, if any are straight enough. This would save me lots and lots and lots of money. That is a good thing. (There is one south-facing spot that may be sunny enough for veggie beds. I had wanted to keep everything – animals, orchards, vineyard, veggies, etc. all together on that wooded acre, but… well… I’m going to need to plant *somewhere* because I get the green-bug-itch so bad, so maybe I’ll just build what I can now and revamp everything later on once we get those woods cleared). I could also build some rustic poultry coops, and perhaps a jungle gym/treehouse.

3) Woodland. If I could clear the underbrush (this is where my scheme to rent some goats comes into play) and maybe mulch a path, we could have a nice little green retreat over there. ButterBean could have a natural playground and I’m sure she’d love it – both her parents loved the woods, after all.

4) Sweet treats.

I had thought our climate was too warm for syruping, but I was wrong. Apparently MD even celebrates its maple syrup tradition every Spring with educational festivals.

And what tree is more ubiquitous to MD than the maple? They grow everywhere, though granted they’re mostly red maples. In fact just this last Spring I transplanted five little foot-tall saplings out of the Patch and onto the common area in the back of the house.

So chances are, we might have a sugar maple or ten out in the East Acre. Just like I always wanted, and I won’t have to wait ten years for them to come of age! And I won’t have to justify to J why I want to spend $200 on new trees when we just spent $6 grand taking out all the old ones!

Now I just have to brave the ticks and the chiggers and wade out into that scary brush with a can of spray paint to identify the suckers while they still have some leaves on them. That’s where the problems begin – because I sure can’t tell one maple leaf from another. Looking at the seedpods will help some, but really all these different maple species look like siblings to me. I guess they get bored standing around next to each other in the forest all day, huh?

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