Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Wall [without logs]

We arrived at the house for Christmas and noticed that M. Milesi had started the new wall.  He'd removed all of the traces of the one that had been falling down for years.
It was a lovely wall, but we were terrified that one day it would fall on someone - not something we wanted on our consciences.
An upside of replacing it will be that I will no longer be nervous about weeding the garden near to the wall [in case my activities were what precipitated its collapse].
The footings were laid, and then we had a massive hiatus before the wall went up, owing to the cold, wet winter.
As we couldn't garden anyway, it didn't matter to us, but did leave us a bit nervous that yet another workman had started a job only to abandon it before finishing [I would say "once bitten, twice shy", but it's been more like a swarm of mosquitoes than a simple learning opportunity!].
So it was great to see a wall there when we went in March.
The last time we visited the house (a couple of weeks ago), the spoil had been [mostly] put back into the trench, and we had an invoice awaiting us in the letter box, so we know his work here is done.
The wall looks great: not pretty like the old one, but it matches Philippe's wall , so I think it works very well.
And David started going over the ground to shovel all the remaining subsoil into the gap.  Rain stopped play, but we're not far from finished.  Then we plan to relocate the compost piles to the gap to let it work its magic & fill up the gap.

We can't plant now until the autumn or next spring [in case the weather does finally turn "normal" for the time of year], so it should give us a good bed to plant into.

Now we just need to remove the unwanted elderberry bushes [I intend to plant "Red Lace" instead - lower down the bank, so not as visually intrusive, and with prettier leaves & flowers, but hopefully it will berry up OK]...

Monday, May 27, 2013

Wall [with logs]

We had a delivery of logs just before Christmas, which prompted us to finally finish cleaning the wall in the barn - I'd done about two thirds of it a couple of years ago, but the rest was hidden by timber, stones and other builders' detritus.  Now all of that has been taken to the dump or found a more permanent home, so there was just a few rotten beams to remove and get the steam cleaner out.
David did the rest of it, and it looks great - just need to saw up and stack some logs!
The new logs are much lighter in weight - we don't know what they are; they are great, and burn really well, but don't last anywhere near as long as the oak logs.  I think we're going to try to get deliveries of both sorts, if we can manage that without offending anyone!
We used a couple of pallets to create a flat platform [makes stacking them easier, and will hopefully discourage rodents from making a home under the pile?].
We've got it almost right - when the pile is empty, I'm going to move the pallets a little to the right so there is a perfect bin-sized space immediately to the left, which will free up the concrete slab again [it's very useful for putting our little "bar" table to use as a stand for cooking outdoors - neither David nor I like the smell of meat or fish hanging around for hours after a meal, and this place is perfect: under cover and with a power socket on the wooden pillar (L of photo)].

Now we just need a 'barbecue summer'!

Sunday, May 26, 2013

Catching up snippets

After last year's wet summer (and not being able to weed, and then the weeds all seeding, and then not being able to weed - you get the picture?), a lot of our visits have involved weeding the garden.

This time around, the garden was relatively weed-free (certainly much better than most people's gardens I know; and they live next door to their gardens!), so efforts were focused on the potager.  We've got it all cleared, apart from the bindweed, and it was so wet that we couldn't spray that.  We're still having to use glyphosate as the roots are impossible to remove from the clay soil; couch grass, with its sturdier roots we're chasing them out, but the bindweed just breaks off.

Speaking of wet, the whole area is awash!

Our meadow is about 2' high already, and the garden is incredibly lush - they have benefitted from the almost unremitting rain - but the local towns have had dreadful flooding.  The Seine at its closest point to us is normally a fairly pathetic little trickle usually, hardly more than a stream, but this time it was a raging torrent and the neighbours tell us that levels have dropped considerably.

Troyes has had worst-in-a-century flooding, and even lorry cabs were flooded, so that must have been something to see.

The Canal de la Restitution, where they were enlarging the channel last year (they do manage to get infrastructure projects completed in what feels like, to English sensibilities, record time) was nearly full this visit; everyone in Paris will be having a lucky escape because of it.  They probably don't know that it not just supplies their water from the lakes in the Aube, but takes water out of the Seine to prevent/minimise massive downstream catastrophes
Speaking of infrastructure miracles: in the six weeks since we were last there, the N19 has been resurfaced over about five miles.  We couldn't believe how quickly work must have been done [despite having seen the same thing, repeatedly on the motorways (we justify that to ourselves as being because they are toll roads)], and to an English eye, it wasn't even bad enough to justify doing.  Come on England, start buying that better surfacing material we have been reading about!

[Apparently, one Japanese car manufacturer has built its own test circuit and had to create lots of potholes because there was nowhere in Japan or even in the rest of Europe that uses such poor quality materials that the roads are as full of craters as in the UK, and to test drive their cars they need a surface as rough as we contend with daily to see if the suspension can cope.]

Having intended to post at Christmas about how lovely and dry the house was (45° humidity, even on the rainy days), I now have to admit it's about 60° humidity owing to the unremitting precipitation!  Still way better than during the years that the hemp-lime insulation took to fully dry out.  I wrote in my liqueurs blog about not having to light a fire until 6.30pm on December 29, but the rain has meant that in late May we've been lighting a fire every day much earlier than that!

Not complaining about the moisture, though, as the dozens of hedging whips we planted between Christmas and the new year all seem to have survived, and I'm sure the lack on heat and baking sun have helped that process.  The hedge to the left of the pré is looking like a proper hedge now.

We've had apéros with Isabelle and her family, and had Philippe who owns next door round for beers, so having a bit more time on our hands has been lovely.

A final word goes to David [who was very pleased with his Christmas present of a cheese keeper (so it can be left to mature at room temperature without drying out/insect 'involvement')]: unleash the cheese!

The world didn't end*

Not that you'd know it from my silence!

I've had another winter of being unable to summon up the energy for posting/keeping in touch with friends.  I have been reasonably active [going to the gym/swimming/for walks], but haven't coped with 'mental' challenges.

I was so happy when the sun finally came out - just in time for both old shoulder injuries to reduce me to a heap of inability [now both are on the mend, thanks to Stephen my new acupuncture guru], aided and abetted by the wrist problem [seeing a specialist on Thursday, so hoping for some answers shortly thereafter].  Just starting to feel like getting "up & at 'em", when both David & I succumbed to the chest lurgy.  That laid me so low I couldn't do a thing; which was great because I finally rested all upper limb joints [no choice!], and am currently free from pain [which has made me realise that I was in constant low level pain with exacerbation, rather than (as I thought) intermittent discomfort].

Long & short of it, I'm taking it slowly [obviously until I have a need to go at it like a bull at a gate - adrenalin is a fantastic pain-suppressor!], and as David is managing a lie-in on this lovely sunny day, I'm catching up with some posting.


* The "Mayan prophecy" may [or may not] have had the world ending on 21.12.2012