We planned out the expedition a bit better this year. We borrowed a friend's pick-'em-up truck for easier hauling, grabbed a saw and some good clippers and went to a location I'd been eye balling for several months. We also cut off all the leaves before transporting. It made the entire collection process easier not to mention, less itchy.
Venturing into the unknown in search of treasure.
Our booty.
A bundle.
Peeling is beyond satisfying.
The artist (left) and the botanist (right).
Tommy took pictures. Notice the shiny shoes.
The concoction is brewing... well, rotting in a 5 gallon bucket near Erin's compost. She has reported that its good and smelly. Which I approve of. We're trying to figure out how to properly do the paper making. We're currently in search of a large enough tub and debating on how large to make our screens/frames. I'm voting for a kiddie pool and hula hoops. We'll probably end up doing something smaller and more practical, not to mention a better shape for storage. But, come on. How awesome would a kiddie pool filled with Broussonetia papyrifera goodness be? I can answer that for you: Wicked cool.
2 comments:
Your peeling satisfaction: explains why picking at dead parts of yourself is also so satisfying.
The shoes are growing on me, does he polish often?
Sunburns are painful but totally worth it.
I'm not sure how often he polishes them. You could ask. I'm sure he'll tell you all about them.
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