one Indian plum, and 3 western redcedars.
Rose was game for a ride in the truck, and I really appreciated her company once we were there for it looks as if someone may be living outdoors there, and I didn't want to run into any surprises. But the only people we saw were a couple who had been fishing and had a beautifully shiny salmon in hand.
So Rose hunted for little ground dwelling somethings, and I cut blackberries from around plants, some of which I'd put in with my class back when we did projects like planting the riversides (with a lot of help from the Nestucca Neskowin Watershed Council!). Lots of the plants from before look great, and I planted snowberries and cascaras cozied up to a very robust and tall ninebark just about to bloom. I put the Indian plum in on what looked like someone's path down to the river.
I put 2 cedars into old planting holes where spruces or cedars (nothing left but a central trunk with branches, definitely conifers) had died. I was doing this to take advantage of the T-posts that were already there, and one cage, but the area in which these dead trees had been planted is obviously rock fill or an old bed of the river, for it's impossible to dig very deep. I tried, and then I dug soft soil from another spot and tried to cover the little trees' roots - the parts that I couldn't get the hole deep enough to accept. Sigh. This is probably one of those planting ploys that never works out, but I'm hoping. I was pretty thorough, weighting the soil down with rock, etc. There was plenty of rock . . . . This area, about 1/3 to a 1/2 way down the path along the river, has no shade and really needs trees. I'll try there again.
The other cedar went in on the outskirts of a grove of willows. Softer soil. There's a similar area on the other end of the rocky place, and I'll plant there next time.
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