This shot shows the spot where the huge deep hole and the high mound of dirt had been. Some day that scar will grow over. In fact, I might order a few pounds of native grass seed to spread in the fall. In the meantime I will have to watch for star thistle which just loves disturbed land. Hated to make such a mess, but a least it is more in line with the contours of the land. The pond that I often photograph and post, is in the little stand of trees to the right of the tractor.
Showing posts with label Septic tank. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Septic tank. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Approaching the Septic Hole
Actually, this is the final step in filling in the huge excavation which the previous owner made of the area around the septic tank. When I bought the land, there was a very deep hole which exposed the top of the vault. One day I noticed that one of the lids in the top had been moved and Stuart and I took quick measures to cover it up.
TOday, we took final measures to try to resculpt the mound into the landscape.
During the work, we realized that a pile of soil nearby which had no obvious hole near it, was in fact excavated soil from this hole. So both huge piles of dirt went in and filled up the hole.
It left a scar on the land, but it will heal.
The Osprey just went nuts during this work and the later mowing. They did a lot of screeching and flyovers. We are done with the area near them. Hopefully they will settle down. I really hate to bother them during nesting time, but there is such a small window in which to run equipment before the fire danger is too great.
After we finish up tomorrow, then in mid-May we will have to come back into certain areas and use a weedeater.
Stuart did a great job of avoiding oak trees (tiny ones), larkspur, mule's ears, and blue eyed grass. He also found big patches of bunch grass and hopefully we will have a lot of reseeding.
TOday, we took final measures to try to resculpt the mound into the landscape.
During the work, we realized that a pile of soil nearby which had no obvious hole near it, was in fact excavated soil from this hole. So both huge piles of dirt went in and filled up the hole.
It left a scar on the land, but it will heal.
The Osprey just went nuts during this work and the later mowing. They did a lot of screeching and flyovers. We are done with the area near them. Hopefully they will settle down. I really hate to bother them during nesting time, but there is such a small window in which to run equipment before the fire danger is too great.
After we finish up tomorrow, then in mid-May we will have to come back into certain areas and use a weedeater.
Stuart did a great job of avoiding oak trees (tiny ones), larkspur, mule's ears, and blue eyed grass. He also found big patches of bunch grass and hopefully we will have a lot of reseeding.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Filling in old septic hole, a shovel at a time
Last week, while wandering about the land, I noticed that someone had jumped down on the cement septic tank and removed one of the very heavy lids exposing a dark, black hole.
I finally managed to get the dang thing back in place enough so that nothing could fall in, and resolved to do something about it.
This week Stuart and I took our shovels over and began to fill it in...at least enough so that no one would probably be inclined to dig it up again.
Stuart, being way brave and not scared of dark black holes, looked into the tank before fitting the concrete lid tightly back in place...he said it appeared empty. He had worried that someone had hidden something in it. Brrrr, my imagination had conjured up a wild assortment of possiblities.
Now we have to get the entire mountain down on top of it, but Stuart thinks we need a tractor with a blade of bucket to do the job. My old hernia tells me the same!
I finally managed to get the dang thing back in place enough so that nothing could fall in, and resolved to do something about it.
This week Stuart and I took our shovels over and began to fill it in...at least enough so that no one would probably be inclined to dig it up again.
Stuart, being way brave and not scared of dark black holes, looked into the tank before fitting the concrete lid tightly back in place...he said it appeared empty. He had worried that someone had hidden something in it. Brrrr, my imagination had conjured up a wild assortment of possiblities.
Now we have to get the entire mountain down on top of it, but Stuart thinks we need a tractor with a blade of bucket to do the job. My old hernia tells me the same!
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