Sunday sprang bright and cool with light breezes chasing one another across Sandra Estey’s back yard, which is a bit more than twenty acres of recently soil mined silt and gravel. Her house has stood on the flat for decades and no doubt witnessed flood and famine aplenty. Sunday though was about regeneration, and an enthusiastic crowd of people and dogs (of course) gathered for food and work in a fashion that would be familiar to the old house from pioneer days.
This was the second year we have been working on a native stock tree nursery there and the first year for outplanting of the rescued stock we began with last year. [Read more…]