Aw heck, once again it’s been a week since I’ve had the chance to sit down and update the ol ObserVA. As you might expect, the past week has been full of family and holiday cheer, and not a whole lot of obervating. In fact, all of these photos are from last Tuesday, which in addition to being a gorgeous, (relatively) warm winter day, was also the day in which my trusty Canon Elph camera crapped out on me 😦
But I digress– let’s go in the wayback machine to last Tuesday, December 24, Xmas eve. The day started, as so many Tuesdays do, with a tofu delivery run to Charlottesville. It was a pretty short delivery, as several places were closed, and once I was done, I did a quick hike in the Monticello woods to check out a couple of places where I had previously found oyster mushrooms. As the photos below show, it was a nice walk on a pleasant early winter day, but as I didn’t find any mushrooms, I didn’t tarry for too long.
I got home with lots of afternoon to spare. On the radio, I had been listening to a doctor talking about seasonal affective disorder, who claimed that the best way to combat the condition was to soak up as much natural daylight as possible, to take maximum advantage of every bit of every sunny day at this time of year. Well I had nothing to do for the rest of the afternoon, so I decided to take his advice to heart, and spend the rest of the afternoon outdoors.
As I was turning into the driveway, I encountered Free Willy, the rebel rooster. About a month ago, we decided to cull our entire flock of chickens, turn them into meat. As it turned out, about 5 or 6 of them escaped the axe, including of course everyone’s favorite survivor rooster. In the next couple of weeks (due to insufficient oversight on the part of the chicken team), the hens that avoided the slaughter became food for hungry wildlife. That is, all but ol’ Reb, the ultimate survivor. I hear that these days he’s moved into the dairy barn at night, and spends his lonely days at the compost pile. Long may he live!
Although there weren’t any oyster mushrooms around C’ville, a quick walk through the Twin Oaks woods revealed that there were a whole bunch in our forest. For the first time this fall/winter, I was able to pick a whole plastic bag full of ’em!
After unloading the tofu truck, I spent a couple of hours gathering up mycelium-infused logs from several spots in the woods (always being careful to leave more logs than I took from any one spot) and gathering them together in a pile in the woods right outside of my house. I was going to document the process, but this was the exact moment when my trusty camera, my companion for the year, kicked the bucket. Fortunately, I was able to borrow my son’s camera for the day (which is actually much nicer than mine), but I suppose I’ll have to buy a new one now. Alas.
Here’s one of the logs that I filled with oyster plugs this spring, just bursting with baby mushrooms. I don’t know if the stump project was successful, but I am optimistic about the logs that I seeded.
Took a bike for a ride around the half block right around sunset, determined to enjoy every bit of sunshine this afternoon. Got a very nice series of photos along Old Mountain Road right as the sun was going down and everything was all turning red.
So those photos were all from last Tuesday, Xmas eve. Since then, there hasn’t been much change. A bit of sun, a bit of rain, a bit of frost. No snow, nothing dramatic. All around, nature seems to be settling down into winter dormancy, getting ready for a new year. And I’m feeling a mixture of emotions– satisfaction and a bit of pride that I was able to keep up the journal for the year without getting overly distracted/discouraged/just plain lazy; relieved that I will no longer have the self-imposed pressure of keeping it up; and more than a bit sad that it’s coming to an end. I suppose I’ll put up one more post to finish out the year, then it’s on to the next project, whatever it may be. I’ll spare the emotional farewell for now, but just want to finish this post by thanking everyone who’s read along so far. Look for one more post early in January, once I’ve recovered from tomorrow night’s NYE debauch.