Week 47 - Oregon City - November 10 - November16, 2025
I walked in the woods only once this week (because we were intensely planting Arbs). As I was getting ready to head out, I called the cats, and they obediently appeared and headed out with me. Down near Malcolm's Bridge (where the creek flows out and over the cliff down to Eda Creek), Jack and Zelensky caught up with me. They were racing each other and ended at the spot where a fallen cedar hangs out over the cliff. They raced up onto the logs and then pretended they were just 'chillin'.
This whole week was devoted to planting the Arbs.
First we had to do something about the shooting berm. We realized that a part of the northern end had to be moved. I had the idea to talk to Troy (one of the excavation worker-guys next door) and ask if he would help us. I did ask him and he, easily, said "yes " - like something that would take days for us to move could be done in just a few scoops from his big machine. Impossible for us, "no sweat" for him. Dad marked the berm with spray paint.
And then, when we weren't even watching, Troy did his magic.
Later on in the week, we realized that we needed to level out that four feet of ground between the berm and the property line. The land developers (from next door) were starting to build a fence, and it became apparent that we needed to plant eight Arbs between the berm and the fence. Dad, with all of the skill of a professional tractor operator, took the Kubota and wiggled between the berm and the metal posts (for the fence), dropped the front end scoop, tilted it, and moved forward, scooping up the excess soil. A little shoveling on my part, and the ground was level!
We worked on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and on Friday and got the 158 trees PLANTED! Warren and Whitney came and helped on Saturday afternoon. Paul came one afternoon. And Whitney came two more times - one time even when we told her she didn't need to come ' she is a rock star!
Here is a perfect hole dug by the augur (which saved our but_ _ _.
We kept track of the number of trees planted by counting empty containers.
The falling leaves of the October Glory maples made lovely ornaments on the Arbs.
A view to the west with Whitney in her professional planter pose.
And to the east.
We ended up in the middle of the tree line with empty spaces for eight trees......the trees that we, at the last minute, planted where the berm had been. We had to order eight more trees from Brian Fish to finish out the row of trees. The next photos show the last Arbs tht we planted.
The property line that we were digging along e,xactly followed the "invisible fence wire" that we had buried for Shep. We were constantly unwinding the wire from the tip of the augur.
Sunday was the Primary Sacrament Meeting presentation. Our grandchildren were very cute.
Coming home from church, in gloomy winter weather with a white sky, I took this "final" photo of the whole east to west line of trees! Rock on Emerald Green Arborvitaes.