A third grass hut
While hanging out by the stream, and looking at all the sticks that we pulled out of the water, me and Patricia Kilmartin, I realize that I wanted a place to be there in the winter where I could be out of the elements.
So I thought about a wooden A-frame like the other one which completely protects me fromrain and snow.
I have lots of tall elders that have been cut.
Making the pathway meant cutting down Alders in the way. So I have a lot of them laying around. Some of already gone off to the dump reuse bio I mean, the brush pile.
I saw that I would need an area where there were no ostrich ferns growing. At the moment those ferns that create the fiddle headsare dead. Well, they aren’t dead, but their long tall brush she leaves are dead and they stand up and entangled with the elders.
Are dead. Well, they aren’t dead, but they’re long tall brush she leaves are dead and they stand up and entangled with the elders.
I don’t want to put this on. I don’t want to put. This shelter on top of them.
There was a little area that was cleared, except for arched older branches above it. That looked like a good spot.
I enlisted William‘s help, and we created the tripod and lifted it or pushed it into the air. we straightened out the legs to make it pretty much symmetrical
Willem help me find a number of more branches and push them into place under the arching all their tops. We were able to get them all to meet at the center, but I tied them together with the rope and pulled them as tightly as I could.
That was the first day the second day I went back down and cut tall Willow from beside the end of fiddlehead Pond. I was pleased with how long they were. I took the ladder down for working on the top, but realized that the best way to weave the walls would be to start from the bottom up and , and standing inside to lay the grass onto that lowest level.
So I retrieved Willow. Then I brought chairs and set them in a circle inside the structure. As I sat on each one, it sang deeply into the moist ground. That was pretty good because I was right next to where I needed to weave. I tried two branches together all the way around . That is such a strong technique. I ended up doing about five rows on top of one another or above one another before moving on and then continuing those rows but to tip.
I was pretty exhausted by the time I was within one branch of the edge , but I couldn’t finish. I was too tired. My body will only allow me to do so much.
Willem came down and admired my work. I was so exhausted I couldn’t go for a walk. It was really difficult to go around the boat once with him. He, however, had lots of energy and hadn’t spent it, so with his phone to count his steps , he walked around the boat a few times.
So I thought about a wooden A-frame like the other one which completely protects me fromrain and snow.
I have lots of tall elders that have been cut.
Making the pathway meant cutting down Alders in the way. So I have a lot of them laying around. Some of already gone off to the dump reuse bio I mean, the brush pile.
I saw that I would need an area where there were no ostrich ferns growing. At the moment those ferns that create the fiddle headsare dead. Well, they aren’t dead, but their long tall brush she leaves are dead and they stand up and entangled with the elders.
Are dead. Well, they aren’t dead, but they’re long tall brush she leaves are dead and they stand up and entangled with the elders.
I don’t want to put this on. I don’t want to put. This shelter on top of them.
There was a little area that was cleared, except for arched older branches above it. That looked like a good spot.
I enlisted William‘s help, and we created the tripod and lifted it or pushed it into the air. we straightened out the legs to make it pretty much symmetrical
Willem help me find a number of more branches and push them into place under the arching all their tops. We were able to get them all to meet at the center, but I tied them together with the rope and pulled them as tightly as I could.
That was the first day the second day I went back down and cut tall Willow from beside the end of fiddlehead Pond. I was pleased with how long they were. I took the ladder down for working on the top, but realized that the best way to weave the walls would be to start from the bottom up and , and standing inside to lay the grass onto that lowest level.
So I retrieved Willow. Then I brought chairs and set them in a circle inside the structure. As I sat on each one, it sang deeply into the moist ground. That was pretty good because I was right next to where I needed to weave. I tried two branches together all the way around . That is such a strong technique. I ended up doing about five rows on top of one another or above one another before moving on and then continuing those rows but to tip.
I was pretty exhausted by the time I was within one branch of the edge , but I couldn’t finish. I was too tired. My body will only allow me to do so much.
Willem came down and admired my work. I was so exhausted I couldn’t go for a walk. It was really difficult to go around the boat once with him. He, however, had lots of energy and hadn’t spent it, so with his phone to count his steps , he walked around the boat a few times.