Thursday, May 24, 2007

.anatomy of a planting week.

Day 1. - am given a large piece, rocky at the back, but so beautiful at the front. Begin to plant like there is a fire under my rear. Up til today, haven't planted over 1500 trees this season.
1880 trees by end of day. It's actually a personal best.
Day 2. -boss drops me off at new piece with 2000 trees and a smile. Realize ten minutes in that the piece is rocky. By 11:30 am, after rage planting for an hour, crying a little, and hurting my hand, give up on 2k for the day. Begins to hail in the afternoon. Thank goodness for hard hats. Wind blowing in negative temperatures.
-1215 trees by the end of the day. Given a hug and told that tomorrow will be better.
Day 3. - Same piece. Determined to channel the patience of the noble Jersey cow to get through the rocks, since sad trees are bad trees and being discouraged never helped anyone plant faster. Virtually emotionless throughout the day. When frustration begins, think of forewoman and puppies. Impossible to be frustrated while thinking of puppies.
-1555 trees by end of day. Happy, drinking wine with the crew.
Day 4: Finish the rocky piece in an hour, and am moved to a piece which shall be called "The Texas Creamshow massacre." The piece is beautiful, shaped exactly like Texas, and comparable in size. Only 760 trees in by noon, but pounded like a maniac in the afternoon, over 300 trees per hour. Began to think 2k was possible. Worked even harder. Put in the 2000th tree at 5:30. Fell onto knees and thanked God.
-2025 trees by the end of the day, 2nd highest on the crew, got a beer, fell into bed soon after.
Day 5: short day...worked hard, but so hot.
-1420 trees by the end of the day, 2nd highest on the crew. Beer time.

In other news, hot debate is raging on the existence of a creature called the Wapiti. Only the Quebecois use the word, and say that its an animal thats bigger than a deer and smaller than a moose, living in Canada. You'd think elk, right? They insist it isn't. It's been bugging a lot of people all week, I'm really hoping Wikipedia will settle the matter.
Someone suggested that it was an animal only french people could see.

4 comments:

shine.is.dead said...

Looked it up for ya, it's an alternative name for elk like you said... perhaps a French or Native word.

miss ya! Good to see you kickin' ass!

.letting go said...

Possible conversation between pierre, a french nature lover and John, a good old boy.

- Hey pierre, whatcha lookin at?

- Ovair Zere! Eet eez ze wapiti!

- huh? I dont see anything?

- ZERE! She eez right ZERE!

- Nope, dont see nothing. You french sure are a wacky bunch.

- ... Merde.

Anonymous said...

meaghs, your comment just made me laugh in the library. So loudly that the librarian just gave me the glare.
~shan

Anonymous said...

I knew that wapti was elk...from a research project on elk from my elementary school days. Funny how research on animals that I did myself sticks in my brain. ;) Yes. Wapti is elk. And I hope you get to see one. That'd be cool. :)
-Jolene
(almost didn't put my name, and realized you wouldn't know who it was if I didn't. I'll be nice and let you know this time. ;P )