Our Own Seedling Nursery

In the forest, we transplant as many of our own native grown seedlings as we can. We have always had ok survival rates and are proud that we use our own seedlings that we thinned out of overpopulated areas of the forest to move them to areas that needed planting. But that process is very slow and the digging can injury the other seedlings growing close by. The growing process dramatically slows for the first couple of years since the trees are not used to yearly transplanting and moving like the nursery stock. The seedlings are willowy and tender compared to the nursery stock during those settling years and they are easily damaged. Continue reading

Second Pickup Load Of Seedlings

We are now on our second pickup load of seedlings for the riparian zone along the river. We have been concentrating on the four areas where Mike had used the bulldozer to eradicate (if only for a short time until they start growing again) those huge patches of invasive blackberries have now been replanted with a mixture of willow, cedar, white fir, hemlock and a few of other species that like ‘wet feet’. That means these seedlings are close enough to the river that and surface water to have moist ground all year long and sometimes may be underwater during flooding or prolonged rainy spells.

The rest of this load of mostly Douglas fir with a few other varieties prefer not to be in the wettest areas and they will be planted around the established alder trees that are nearing the end of their natural life span and on those higher banks of the river. The sandy soil drains quickly in these areas and their root will not stay submerged for extended periods.

With the last pickup load I had both Mike and Marilyn as full time helpers. Mike packed the trees into the area to be planting while Marilyn and I had to hustle to keep up with the flow of seedlings headed our way.

For this load, helpers came from farther away. It was a wonderful treat to get to visit with friends while we are digging and planting, with the sun shining on a glorious fall day.

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Where There Is A Will

A tree was cut down last year along the skid road Mike was building. The stump had criss-cross notches sawed into it. The deep scars are made to weaken the stump allowing the bulldozer to bust off pieces until the remaining stump is small enough to remove from the ground. This stump was in a spot where we had planned the roadway, when the time came to widen the skid road into one wide enough to accommodate a loaded log truck and the wide tracks of the feller-buncher.

A stump of a Douglas Fir treeThe road was widened but on the other side of the road from this one particular stump. So here it sits, the funny looking, hacked up and forgotten stump is left on its own to witness the comings and goings on this woodland street corner. It seemed a bit forlorn, until I noticed a spot of green.

seedling growing on stumpInside one of the criss-cross grooves grows a one inch Douglas Fir. A single seed had managed to lodge itself in one of the grooves and find purchase there. Without soil, the tender seedling landed in a gap that holds enough needles and spent detritus from the neighboring trees to have found a spot to germinate. The man made trough holds a pin head sized drop of water safely in reach of the tender roots. The tall firs around the stump keep the new growth in pleasant filtered sunlight throughout the day keeping the area a moderate temperature.

It will be interesting to watch this little seedling to see if it can make it through another season. I named him Will.

 

 

Chewing On Bamboo Part 2

Disturbed seedlings in the forest.In the previous post, Chewing On Bamboo Part 1, you got to hear about the disturbances caused by deer and elk (mostly elk) and the subsequent fun we have been having trying to protect our precious seedlings with their cages and bamboo stakes.

Up til now, Mike has been the more aggressive harassment master. He has made it his mission to make life for the elk in our woods as uncomfortable as possible.  With several trips a day up the hill and into the forest, he whistles, sing-songs limericks and bad jokes, revs the motor of the Gator, and he hollers barks, whooots, and catcalls at our 4-legged creatures. The dogs consider the many runs up and down the hill with Mike as a treat and they scoot through the woods with the vigor that they had as young pups. The dogs are trying to assist but mostly it is just a fun activity for them. Continue reading

Chewing On Bamboo Part 1

I had mentioned that we were starting to notice deer and/or elk disturbing the seedlings that we had planted on the hill and that we have been going up there to ‘remind’ the critters that we are monitoring the baby trees.

Tips of bamboos stakes chewed on.We seem to have the critters biting and chewing on the tips of the bamboo stakes, these are the ones that are woven through the cages to help hold them safely in place around the seedlings. I have noticed bite marks and ragged edges of the stakes.

Disturbed cages around seedlings.Once one or more of the stakes have been pulled out of the ground, the cage follows up the seedling, sometimes hanging mid-air and sometimes completely off the tree making it an easy browsing target. The tree can get mowed off by the chewing or pulled right out of the ground, either way can kill a seedling. Continue reading

The Wicked Witch Is Dead

If the walk down off the hill wasn’t so treacherous with melting snow and slick mud, I would have been singing the old show tune at the top of my voice.

The project of seedling planted had been expected to take a very busy two weeks to complete. Nature stepped in and thwarted us at every attempt. There was at times too much snow or way too frozen to dig in the ground. Just when the weather looked like it would cooperate another weather front would roll in and it would be several days before another attempt could be made. The whole project became a weighty problem and we were all antsy to get it completed before the seedlings came out of dormancy or the ground became too dry. The short project stretched from two weeks to two months . Continue reading