Breaking Into the Wall of Forest
When I moved up to Psi Keep the underbrush was so thick I could not see down the driveway. Below the orchard is was so overgrown with dead-fall and poison oak it took me three days just to chainsaw my way through the gate.
That first summer I slowly worked my way through a wall of vegetation a hundred feet long, fifty feet thick and thirty feet high. Lucky for me I am not allergic to poison oak. If there was some commercial use for it I would have had a cash crop. As I cleared out the underbrush I freed the young saplings. I rolled up bundles of poison oak and hauled them up the hill to pen where I kept my two goats. They ate the poison oak as fast as I could haul it. We were a team the goats and I! All summer I hauled and all summer they ate and began making more goats.