We can breathe a big sigh of relief, we're back in business, or hopefully will be soon. Late on Friday the strike was finally settled, but not before our guests for the weekend and coming week cancelled.
In the meantime, we get to tackle some of my least-favorite, Sisyphean tasks around the garden (Sisyphus is a figure in Greek mythology, whose punishment is an eternity of rolling a huge rock to the top of a mountain, only for it to roll back to the bottom again, so he can start again the next day).
Sweeping up the needles from the ironwood trees, on our beach, is one of these seemingly pointless activities. You can almost hear the needles falling as you sweep! A few months of neglect, however, can leave you knee-deep in mulch.
I try to use some for the garden and composting, but really we have a lot of this stuff, so I've been trying to motivate the kids (and myself) by allowing us beach bonfires, after the sweep up! We all love to sit around the fire mesmerized and warm (well it is already june).
Sweeping up the needles from the ironwood trees, on our beach, is one of these seemingly pointless activities. You can almost hear the needles falling as you sweep! A few months of neglect, however, can leave you knee-deep in mulch. 
I try to use some for the garden and composting, but really we have a lot of this stuff, so I've been trying to motivate the kids (and myself) by allowing us beach bonfires, after the sweep up! We all love to sit around the fire mesmerized and warm (well it is already june).
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