In the deep forest, we built our home, gardens, garage and greenhouse. |
This lobelia was actually a wildflower that grew near our seasonal brook. |
Daylilies were planted in some of the flower beds. |
We "tamed" the wild "Black-eyed Susans" into garden flowers. |
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We were always delighted by the butterfly visits. |
This heavily scented houseplant flowers one night a year. |
Deep in the forest, we would find Indian Pipe, a saprophytic plant that feeds on decaying organic material. |
We put two frog ponds in the gardens for the forest amphibians. |
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In the fall, the trees drop their leaves and the gardens rest. |
One year, we had a huge, old oak tree removed from in front of the house. |
There is snow on the gardens for many months in the winter. |
Until the brooks freeze, they still run in the winter. |
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The snow-covered ornaental grass looks like a space alien. |
Even though it is cold, the snow can be beautiful. |
With spring and summer, the garden lilies flower freely. |
More lilies ... |
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And columbines also graced the gardens. | In the fall, the leaves turn color and are reflected in the local lake. | We
hope you enjoy the stories below that come out of our home in
Upton, MA. We lived there for 12 wonderful years until we moved
to California. | |
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Imagine,
if you will, a chilly evening in the fall. After a day spent
preparing the gardens for their winter rest, we decide that relaxing in
front of the fireplace would be perfect. A few minutes after the
first, small fire was built, we heard much noise coming from the top of
the firebox - IN THE CHIMNEY. Shortly therearter, a duck (a Wood
Duck) landed in the fireplace behind the burning kindling. We
removed the screen from the front of the fireplace and the duck flew
out onto the back of the sofa. It was a little singed but
unharmed. We opened the window and the duck flew out with quite a
story to tell. We have since seen Wood Ducks roosting in trees.
They evidently nest in holes in trees and mistook our chimney cap
for a dead tree. The following Spring we replaced the chimney cap
with a screened cap and still use the old cap as a garden ornament.
*****
In
the winter in Upton, it would often thaw and some of the snow and ice
that had built up on the ground would actually melt. One January,
with about a foot of snow on the ground, it rained as well as thawed.
But the snow had a hard, icy crust on the top of it and the snow
didn't melt. In one night, over an inch of rain fell. The
rain soaked into the drain pipes going down under our 300 foot long
driveway. At the bottom, the drain pipes were still frozen.
The force of the water in the pipes, trying to obey gravity
actually shattered the pipes, blowing them out of the ground (and into
the trees above). In the morning, there was a deep trench across
the driveway and for years, we were removing PVC pipe shards from the
trees and brush.
The following summer, our local excavator came
to reinstall the drain pipes. He built a beautiful dry well at
the bottom of the driveway for the drains to empty into. Just
before he completed the final grading, we had a thunderstorm that again
delivered over an inch of rain. In the morning, the drains and
the dry well were totally washed away. He then built a much
bigger dry well and for 10 years, we had no further trouble.
*****
It
seems like we have a couple of stories involving snow. Being
energy-conscious, we built our greenhouse on the south side of the
house. Being totally dumb, we never realized that the snow that
built up on the roof would slide off right onto the greenhouse.
One Thanksgiving, after visiting relatives in Philadelphia, we
returned home to find the snow had slid off the roof of the house,
broken the tempered glass of the greenhouse and the orchids were frozen
to the greenhouse benches. The orchide survive to this day.
*****
We
also have several more stories about birds. One spring when the
Baltimore Orioles returned for their nesting season, we were "graced"
by a male Oriole sitting on our bedroom window sill, singing and
pecking the glass every morning at dawn. In Upton, dawn in June
is between 3 and 4 AM.
But the Oriole was better than the
partridge that flew through our basement window in January. We
went down to Jacks office in our basement to find a perfectly round
hole in the window, a broken light fixture and a dead bird about 15
feet in the room. That bird must have been really moving fast.
*****
One
last story involved one of the potential difficulties of owning a home
with a water well (as opposed to getting water provided by the
community). One night, Frosty and Jan were awakened by a severe
thunderstorm. (Jack was away on business.) During the
storm, there was a huge crash of thunder, a flash of lightening and the
smoke detectors in the house sounded. After ascertaining that
there was no immediate threat, Jan and Frosty went back to bed.
In the morning, Jan realized that the circuit breaker to the pump
in the well would not reset. She correctly assumed that the well
(which was about 30 feet from the house) had been struck by lightening
and the pump needed to be replaced. The repair people came out
and couldn't get the old pump out of the well (due to the nature of the
original installation) so they put a second pump above the first.
That pump burned out shortly after installation. While
removing the second pump, the pipe broke and the pump fell to the
bottom of the well. A third pump had to be installed but it could
not be placed deep enough to provide a reliable water source.
That summer, a second well had to be drilled. The second
well was about half as deep as the first, provided twice the water
volume and worked better than the first for over 10 years.
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