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Explosive growth

This weekend DeJoux House was exploding with growth. Apple blossom, cherry, all sorts of yet to be identified trees and bushes were busting into flower. Along with this desired growth came undesired browth. Brambles and Vines were beginning to grow back. Poison ivy was poking its little red leaves out from under the earth in quantities that defy belief. (I got the Round-Up/poison ivy killer out but it was an endless task to try to spray it all). We worked hard to clear more trees and cut back the under growth. Something tells me all our hard work will be undone by the time we get back to the house in two weeks time.

8 Point Construction had been working hard too. They are digging the basement to put in the concrete slab. The ground was pretty wet and the soil is very sandy, making for a pretty unpleasant task in our basement. The soil had to be put into a metal bath tub like object and dragged up the basement stairs to get it out. They had to trench a pipe to the wall and this meant they had to dig through the garden wall, unfortunately losing some of the patina of age. (First use of the Stone Wall Fund will be to repair this wall). In digging they found several beer bottles from the New Paltz and Kingston area. One bottle was triangular in shape and had WAW WAW written on the side. Anyone know what that is?

By the end of the day I was climbing the willow tree, pruning branches that were hanging down towards the water. I am preparing for when we have a boat and you will want to row under the weeping willow fronds without risking bashing your head on a hidden branch.

PS: Just discovered that WAW WAW is a pepper/steak sauce from about 1890 made by the Alart and McGuire company in Brooklyn


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