The NEC.

Today's issue goes to a revised list of recipients.  Thanks all for your continued willingness to endure pain!

And, yes Barry, please respond when the spirit strikes you.  As Al Knapp observed, the discussion sometimes takes wings of its own and often meanders into very interesting places.

I am indeed fortunate to have some really great friends, as Bonnie has observed from reading the repartee back and forth.  

A couple have replied that they will just access the blog in future and that's OK too (maybe they don't like Barry's input 😇).
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When David bought the farm and applied to the Niagara Escarpment Commission (and the Town of Grimsby, although they mostly defer to the NEC) for permission to build the greenhouse they had a long list of conditions.

One of which was that tree lines needed to be established on both sides of the property so that the neighbours wouldn't have to look at the greenhouse.  

So Pine trees were planted along the eastern border (more about them in a couple of days)... 

...and Emerald Cedars along the front section of the western border.  As you can see from this picture, the trees that were protected from the prevailing winds on their western flank by the garage and house have done the best.  

Across the back of the fence, where the wind dries them out faster, they are noticeably smaller.  And there is one section where the trees just couldn't survive.

To protect the neighbour's house from the annual flooding it had experienced, David installed drainage tile along the perimeter and built up the earth where the cedars were planted.  But, under the section that has died, there was the remains of an old fire pit.  When the roots of the trees reached that toxic level they began to die.  Today I managed to haul away about half of them.  Hopefully, the rest will go tomorrow.
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The NEC didn't like the colour of the trailer frame which was black, so it got painted John Deere green.  It is located a quarter mile from the escarpment, but they control to the highway.  Oh well, it does look better.

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When digging up the cedars got to be too much I switched to cutting the grass behind the greenhouse.  The Swallows are back and I feel like the Pied Piper!  As the mower moves and stirs up insects the Swallows swoop around me, having a feed.  One of my favourite moments!
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Tomorrow it's back to the cedars.
Stay safe.