Yesterday was beautiful. I walked up to Gary and Kelly’s place. Their campsite is just inside the far treeline.
I checked on an old Yellow Birch on the west side of the soybean field in front of our house. The tree has a huge burl that makes it look like it has a spare tire. The tree is old and loosing branches and has a hollow trunk but it is hanging in there. I thought about whether to take the tree down to harvest the burl before it disintegrates but I would have a hard time watching the grand thing get sawed.
On my way home from the birch tree, I walked through the soybean field. The plants are covered with fuzz. I was in shorts and was pleasantly surprised that they were soft rather than scratchy. An Asian Beetle was doing what it was introduced to this country to do – eat aphids.
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