Friday 18 January 2013

The post festive carnage

I've been quiet, I'm sure you've been aware of less twittering on my account. A sare peg (sore leg) is mainly to blame. How can I lament about beautiful beach walks and getting up to mischief when I find myself cursing at beaches. I tried to walk on on relatively tame one, big mistake. The beaches have turned against me, the blighters, my only attempt on solid sand ended in tears, silly knee and less than hospitable sand. So for now I'm walking on tarmacadammed shores, grudgingly. The dogs are still unsympathetic, having been abandoned whilst we frolicked in the alps.

Anyway, this lack of adventuring has focussed my mind in more immediate tasks like wood chopping which Im still capable of with only one good leg. It's also got me doing a bit of post Xmas recycling, you know the kind where somehow in the season of jolliness assorted wine bottles appear to inter-breed in the corner of the kitchen. Im sure you will have witnessed this breeding phenomena in your own kitchens, which is particularly rampant in the festive period. Anyway on a recent trip to the tip, I was appalled to see mass carnage going on in public view.

The garden refuse recycling skip was strewn with the dead abandoned bodies of noble firs and spruces, traditional Xmas trees and the odd scots pine. And, yes I was identifying dead trees whilst each home bred bottle went crunch-crash in the recycling, I didn't want to watch them die either. So bad was the tree carnage that limbs could be clearly seen disposed of without much dignity. Appalled at the dreadful serial killings I left the tip in despair. The horrific scene was too much for me, I couldn't bear to document this scene of destruction with a photograph.

A tree's for life you know not just for Xmas.

Then again maybe I'm just jealous of all that potential wood fuel sitting waiting to be composted.......


- Posted using my iPad so excuse the cranky lack of links and photos, I'm probably in bed or on a ferry.

12 comments:

  1. Oh no you have hurt yourself! (I have to watch you every minute.) I had a hurty knee for a few months once after an ungraceful descent from a chair-lift but I was (fortunately) never reduced to crutches...Must be very annoying. Really you should seek out pleasant experiences-- create a few more empty bottles maybe and get someone else to recycle them for you! xo L

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    1. I need locked in a padded room Linne, the crutches are against me, they try to trip me up all the time, I think they're on commission. I've abandoned them and sensibleness.

      I've not done too badly on the recycling - although I did have help over the festive period.

      I think I'll keep to extreme pruning or bulb planting for now.

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  2. Hope yir sare leg gits better soon :)))
    Since getting cats I stopped doing the Christmas tree - couldnae handle the message but I've seen plenty lying around the streets waiting the same fate!

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    1. Me too Angie - cats or christmas trees, cats win everytime. :)

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  3. The beaches will still be there when your leg is better!
    How long will your leg remain in that rather jaunty contraption?

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  4. Oh Fay, so cruel that it was your leg, at least if it had been your left arm you would still have been able to roam the beaches, though someone else would have had to chop the wood. I don't need a photo to "see" the twisted pile of discarded conifers sacrificed to Christmas. I used to love picking out a tree each year and gave no real thought to it being discarded to the recycling, after all, it was being recycled. Now I use artificial trees, though I am wondering about buying a small slow growing conifer. My hesitation is, would I ever be able to find it a permanent home in the ground once it got too big for our little house? Heal soon.

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    1. Its hard isnt it - I love a real tree and the 'pot grown' ones can be a bit hit and miss. I did read something from the forestry lot that many of the trees are tops and the lowers are actually used, but I'm not sure how true that is.

      This year we had an oblesk balanced on an old lamp stand - and actually it did look nice. I'll recycle the oblesk in the garden!

      I do like the idea of a Norfolk Island Pine (Aurucaria hetrophylla)- delicate as they are - indoors all year they look good but need carefully balance light decorations.

      Small growing conifer might do it! But, only if its not rampant.

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    2. And, I'm with you on arm versus leg. Whilst I hand stand with the best of them I can't as of yet walk on beaches on my hands.

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  5. that's what i wondered .. couldn't you take the trees and cut them up for fuel .. seems a waste, somehow, to toss a tree and leave it to rot .. especially where you live and there aren't so many around .. are there trees there for chopping for fuel .. ? .. i see so many documentaries of different british island that don't seem to have a tree on them .. !! .. how astounding .. at any rate, if that's the case, seems to me the sensible thing would be to warm yourself with other people's 'old' christmas trees ..
    good luck with the leg .. and lessons in patience ..

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    1. I know its a crime isn't it - not the recycling of course but the shredding and composting seems a shame somehow.


      Patience is not my middle name, although I'm thinking of adopting it.

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  6. Fay, tak it easy wi the wood chopping, yi might strain yer airm.

    Then yil hae a sair airm and a sair peg.

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    1. Oh Alistair - I cannae hae twa limbs scunnered.

      Good wishes to your family and loved ones this year. I'm looking forward to many of your plant posts in the coming year.

      Lang may yer lum reek loon.

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