This is my post for #freewriters 2387 prompt lie in the soil hosted by @mariannewest
A couple of years ago we bought a dump truck load of soil for the areca palms. You have to be careful of the kind of soil you buy and the only way to get the soil we need is to buy it by the truckload. It is a sterile soil, with no weed seeds. A few years ago we bought soil from a local nursery and it turned out to be the worst soil that you could put a plant in. Our arecas go from one gallon pots to 7 gallon pots, they stay in the one gallon from seeds to six months, then they stay in the 7 gallon pots for 2 and one half years, this is how long it takes them to grow big enough to sell. When they lie in the soil from the local nursery for this long, the soil turned to mud, it was very heavy and full of weed seeds. The same happened when we bought compost from the recycle place.
Now we are out of the soil and have this many more arecas to step up and do not want to buy an entire dump truck load for 15 hundred dollars. We might have to sell these for 5 dollars apiece.
If we do not do something soon, the rabbits are going to eat all of them, we have four pots that look like these....
I got enough pictures deleted from Google Cloud so I could upload more. Yesterday we took the yellow canoe up the creek to an old homestead that was built in the 30s or 40s.
I thought I would be able to paddle but it did not take long to find out it was too painful so my husband had to do it all.
I love the look of this old cypress tree.
Chester Carleton Father built his home here and years later Chester dismantled it and hauled all of the lumber back to Roseland and built his house with it.
This is the view Chesters father had from the top of the bluff where his home was located.
The County built stairs leading up to it, they made a little dock and put up a sign that says canoes are the only ones that can tie to it. The land is now a preserve.
This little cove is just upstream from the homestead, not many people know this but in this cove is a small cut that the Indians used as a short cut, there is no water in it, just an indent where the Indians kept dragging their canoes across, it saves about a mile of paddling because the creek winds around that far. The cut is only about 30 or 40 feet to cross to the other side.
photos are mine