I am a lumberjack
Jul. 9th, 2008 09:21 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceWe have another houseguest this week: Ben the tree surgeon. He stays here often; I am, as it were, in his bed. Or else he spends a lot of time in mine. We sort of Box & Cox it (does anyone still remember Box & Cox?).
Yesterday, Ben brought his gear home. Mark and Helen (whose house this actually is, despite our constant annexation of it) have a bay tree in the back garden, which to my mind was a thing of beauty, but it was cutting out all the light from the back bedroom and they're trying to sell the house. So it was doomed to lopping, and we duly lopped. Ben went up the tree and worked downwards, while Mark and I played with loppers on a long pole. It's good to do new things occasionally.
Just, I did keep remembering my own bay tree at home, which is a marly little thing in a pot, with leaf-scale; and here was this magnificent monster - big enough to climb up, with harness and hard hat! - and we were doing it monstrous damage (yes, yes, it'll be fine, I know) and not even using the harvest of leaves we cut down. I know of no culinary process that calls for bay leaves by the thousand. I suppose we might have packeted them up and sold them by the dozen, but in fact Mark took them off to the Slough dump this morning. Sigh.
Still. I have done lumberjacking! It's all good.
Yesterday, Ben brought his gear home. Mark and Helen (whose house this actually is, despite our constant annexation of it) have a bay tree in the back garden, which to my mind was a thing of beauty, but it was cutting out all the light from the back bedroom and they're trying to sell the house. So it was doomed to lopping, and we duly lopped. Ben went up the tree and worked downwards, while Mark and I played with loppers on a long pole. It's good to do new things occasionally.
Just, I did keep remembering my own bay tree at home, which is a marly little thing in a pot, with leaf-scale; and here was this magnificent monster - big enough to climb up, with harness and hard hat! - and we were doing it monstrous damage (yes, yes, it'll be fine, I know) and not even using the harvest of leaves we cut down. I know of no culinary process that calls for bay leaves by the thousand. I suppose we might have packeted them up and sold them by the dozen, but in fact Mark took them off to the Slough dump this morning. Sigh.
Still. I have done lumberjacking! It's all good.
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Date: 2008-07-09 11:19 am (UTC)(I was just thinking, we could have steeped them in alcohol and made some strange bay-flavoured liqueur, but I'd have had no idea what to do with it after...)
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Date: 2008-07-09 12:13 pm (UTC)The story often appears in computer textbooks as a parable for multi-tasking or more general multiplexing, though I suppose now everyone has dual core processors that's becoming less significant. Are there any good such stories about the parallelism benefits of bunk beds?
>... and not even using the harvest of leaves we cut down. I know of no culinary process that calls for bay leaves by the thousand
I'd have thought the main use for a sea of leaves would be cat entertainment, just as they "use" harvests of bits of paper, cornflakes, and everything else not intended for them.