Dad and I picked up a load of acorns today, along with about three feed sacks of black walnuts. The pigs don't seem too interested in them, but they sure smell good to me. I find the smell of the walnut leaves and the husks to be very intriguing. Sweet and spicy...yum. If I were a critter I'd take a bite.
The nuts were in two adjoining yards, daughter's family and widowed mom. The older woman was home and we talked....and talked....and talked!! All I could think was, "I have SOOO much work to do! I need to be here for 15 minutes, fill a few sacks, and get home to the mountain of work outside on a perfect fall day!!! AAARRRGH!!" But I took a breath and tried to tell myself to relax enjoy the beautiful setting.
Then I spotted the grape arbor. I asked it I could take a closer look, as I wanted to build a simple one next spring, and this one sure looked simple. She was delighted to tell me all about it, and I got under it and got a really good look. It was simply two pressure-treated 4"x4"x8' posts with a scrap of some type of metal on top. Then another piece of wood was added at some point to sure up the middle. There was a grapevine planted on each side, and from underneath, evidence that many, many clusters of grapes went unpicked this year.
Turns out that the lady got stung by a yellowjacket while trying to garden underneath the arbor, and got a bad allergic reaction. She was afraid to pick the grapes this summer because there were always bees of some sort around the grapes. She tried to pick at night with a flashlight, but it was too hard. We discovered that what we both really wanted was a large arbor with room underneath to put a table and chairs. We bonded.
She gave me a grapevine volunteer that she'd tied up to a lamppost this past spring, nurturing it and hoping to find a home for it. I planted it in a holding garden for the winter. It is a concord grapevine.
So the conversation was good, as she is a kindred spirit...she even wants to learn how to spin! I will be saving that phone number and address for next year, for sure.
I had one of the landscapers that I called actually call me back...he will drop off a load of acorns with the leaves...it will be mostly leaves, but I need to see if it is an avenue worth pursuing next year. The pigs will work the leave into the soil, improving it. That area is in serious need of some good topsoil. He told me he gave a lot to a buddy and he has very rich topsoil in his pig pasture now, whereas before, it also was very poor.
I'm making connections from a silly little ad on craigslist! Imagine that!
Oh, and the lady with the grapevine also had a medium-sized white dog that I thought was Bichon at first, but when I got closer, it was not...but what? She said it was a cross between a ****zu and a miniature American Eskimo. She said the white was from the Eskimo and that when the dog is wet you can see black spots on her back...just like our Biscuit! I knew he was not a cockerpoo. His nose is too smooshed-in. He is white with black spots on the skin of his back. I now can officially call him what I've been wanting to call him....a Sh!tpoo!
