This year, for some reason, we had the hardest time getting our most cherished seeds to germinate. We moved the tiny starter pots with the Padrón pepper seeds down to our neighbors’ house while we were in New York, and they sat in their sunny solarium for a week, but nothing sprouted. Fearing we had bad seeds, we ordered more from Hudson Seed. This time we kept the small pots on our bathroom floor, where they were warmed by the radiant heat. We banged into them a few times, but they sprouted in just under two weeks. And those original seeds—they eventually sprouted as well.
We’ve been chipping away at the fallen trees out back. I had to tackle this portion carefully because the big Y-shaped oak on top was only touching the ground at three points: the root ball at the top and the blunt ends, which are just out of the picture. The limb in the foreground was the most manageable, so I worked my way up it, cutting log-length sections but not all the way through because I was afraid the cut would close and pinch my saw. Mostly, I was afraid that if I shortened the foreground limb the big trunk might roll toward me.
Sure enough, my saw got trapped.
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