|Precise holes drilled into logs, then a|
sawdust/spore mix is plugged into the holes
using mushroom injector thingies.
Let me know if I'm getting too technical.
|Making sure the plug is tamped into|
the holes. See stacks of logs in background...
|Melted wax is then daubed onto the holes|
to seal and protect the spores.
For mental health purposes, I spent a cold, rainy, windy day inoculating maple and oak logs with shitake mushroom spores. Doesn't everyone? No? I am so shocked. Friends are starting a mushroom enterprise and I volunteered to trade labor for mushrooms. Can it get better than that? Spending some hours in rhythmic mindless-ness with music and good company? I think not. Unless it's the fact that I also worked out a trade with buckets of llama beans for organic tomato plants. Woot!
|Nut crust, using Einkorn flour and ground|
|In my own defense, I did send M home with extra...|
The weather finally started to perk up in the afternoon, so I did get a start on my composting complex and got some celery seeds started. On Sunday, I was out and at-em early, got some errands done - trash to the transfer station, things dropped off with a neighbor - and then back outside. I have the composting complex almost finished, I cleaned out two of the raised beds and got started on a third, did some general clean-up around the yard, hung three loads of laundry on the line, and cleaned off the back deck. It was so glorious to be outside without seven layers on - with the sun shining and just enough breeze to 'stimulate' my laundry. The dogs got lots of fresh air and ran non-stop for a couple of hours. There was much snoring later that evening. I fired up the grill for the first time and, all-in-all, it was a great weekend. I squeezed in another load of laundry to hang out this morning before leaving for work - all the dog's laundry - as this is another glorious day. Tomorrow it starts to go downhill, weather-wise, so I am trying to take advantage of every nice moment.