We got up early this morning to meet with Ed, the arborist, to discuss what to do about our vine problem. Our 150-yer-old house was previously occupied by a student, whose parents bought the house for her to live in while she studied at Queen's. Unfortunately, during her occupancy the exterior gardens were neglected and vines were allowed to grow up the walls, over the third floor deck, and even into the chimney. We're talking about layers of vines, some with tree-trunk stalks. At night they become a highway for a family of raccoons. They're also not good for the mortar between the bricks. We discussed with Ed whether to cut them back and let them re-grow in a more controlled fashion, or whether to get rid of them entirely. We're holding off on a decision until we meet with Mac, our potential contractor, on Monday.
In the meantime, I'm working on edits for a design that will be coming out in the fall Twist Collective. The sock from my last post is on hold, possibly permanently; I've fallen out of love with the pattern. These things happen. I'll frog it and turn it into something else. I'm already working on a new sock, to be revealed later. Photo of the lake in the late afternoon. Great place to live.
