Nail in tree.

Sweet treasure for your daughter, Pirl. Family food and history. We have recently discovered carmelized Rose vinegar for green veggies....it adds a light sweet/tart flavor and enhances the natural flavors...actually got the kid to try Brussel sprouts and he thought they were Okay, not gross. Grin

We love baby Brussels sprouts but baby lima beans (home grown) are beyond resisting. I eat every one while my husband sits patiently at the table sorting them by size.

Speckled butter beans are my favorite...when we were kids we often had butter/lima beans, mashed potatoes and corn for supper...never really noticed there wasn't any meat with the meal...grin

I get testy with people who insist on a big piece of meat as the centerpiece of their meal. I also have trouble with people who can't accept a big salad with either some chicken, sliced leftover steak or a few shrimp as dinner. A big salad doesn't even require any meat or chicken to be a delightful summer meal to me.

My dad was a meat and potatoes man as were uncles and grandfathers....hearty farm food. Great when you have your own chickens, pigs and cattle....tough when you have to purchase from the market. I will never be a strict vegetarian, but I just don't believe that meat should be the main focus of a meal.

We would make SuperSalad when our kids were young....Drained canned tuna and nearly everything you can mix in a salad, veggies, cheese, sunflower seeds, cold plain spiral pasta, small bits of apple, walnuts....and let the kids put together their own concoction....only rule was Lettuce did not constitute a veggie and you must have at least two.

I hate tuna and I hate shepherds pie....I hate anything in my mashed potatoes lol
I like each food to speak for itself (I like to call it simplistic, others call me picky)
I make meatloaf because the kids & hubby love my meatloaf, I'll swallow it but blech.
I need a lot of protein with my physical job & workouts.
I'm off to the gym, just had peanut butter on wheat :) one perfect protein right there.

I screwed two screws into a silver maple to hang a goldfinch feeder, and the tree doesn't seem to notice they're there.



This message was edited Aug 26, 2009 2:09 PM

Here's the story Pirl requested.

I had a preacher friend from a little country town called Olla. He was going to Mid-America Seminary in Memphis. He and his family really had to live on a tight budget. On Sunday and older couple invited them to dinner on Monday. Boy were they excited, a good home cooked meal and all you could eat. They could hardly wait. At straight up noon they arrived at the home of the couple and rang the bell. The little lady came to the door and a look of consternation crossed her face, then she put on a big smile and invited them in. All they got was a sandwich and chips. Country folks eat dinner at noon and supper in the evening. Country come to town!!!

I absolutly refuse to eat meat loaf. No how, no way. One lady in a former church still snubs me because I refused to eat her world famous meatloaf. The story is: Our daughter had decided she was going to marry the guy she was dating (he just didn't know it yet). She came in one night and told her Mom, that when Tony got in from Off Shore, she was fixing supper for him. "You don't know how to cook," was Mom's reply. "I will by the time he gets back," said she. So, every night for a week she cooked, meatloaf, corn, and greenbeans. Seven days the same meal. Hey gang, we are poor folks, we have to eat what's on the table. When Tony finally came in Ava had it down to perfection. He was convinced she was one of the world's greatest cooks. Me, I'm just glad he was working 7 and 7 instead of 14 and 14. To this day some twenty-eight years later, I have not had meatloaf in my mouth. Gag at the thought. Oh yeah, Tony found out she wasn't the world's greatest cook, he does 99% of the cooking at their home. Now he is a different story.

Too funny Jim. You are a good dad....with wrecked taste buds...grin

You got that right sweet heart, the wrecked taste buds I mean. I guess that ole boy was a keeper. He showed up one night after midnight. Came straight to our house from off shore. I knew it was him when he let off the gas on that old truck of his, never did have a muffler. Everyone was in bed but me, so I got my pistol and put it behind my back and went to the door when he knocked. When I opened the door I cocked the pistol and put it right between his eyes. "What do you want, boy?" "Can I see Ava," he said. Don't think he even noticed the pistol. Knew I had lost her right then. When the sound of that pistol cocking don't put them in high gear, you might as well give up. So, I went and woke her up and went to bed.

A wise man knows when to hold'em and when to fold'em...you are a wise man, Jim. grin

the way to a man's heart.....
Ava is a pretty name Jim. Only men recognize each other by their cars lol "I knew so & so was here, I saw ol in the driveway & they have an oil leak."
dundeelaw I pulled a silver maple sapling from the ground next to someone's garage & planted it, it's growing pretty good. I don't think much bothers them.

All we had picked out was boys names, decided as she was going into the delivery room we better have a girls name just in case. Always thought Ava Garderner was about as pretty a woman as I had ever seen.

Ava Gardener had that classic beauty...pretty as the girl next door, but with a touch of the royal to her....so elegant.

Dundeelaw, I think it has more to do with the size of the trunk and the size of the screw or nail used, than it does the type of tree. I have seen folks around here use eye-screws to help secure a leaning tree after a storm....don't know if that is the "best" method.. but it is done and the trees survive it. Trees are pretty much capable of encapsulating a foreign body in the trunk and growing on....we see them engulfing fences all the time...the thing they have a difficult time surviving is when something is wrapped completely around a branch....creates a problem called girdling....and this can crush capillaries that feed the tree, often causing the limb to die.

Nail or no nail now thats the question. Lets vote lol

flowers I guess it depends on your intentions lol

Nail or screw?

Why would you want to put a screw into a tree?

For the same reason you would put a nail into a tree...to hold something to the tree. And a screw is less likely to pull out than a nail.

In fact, we did put a screw into a tree to hold up a plaque but either the weight of it or the heat of the sun wore out the attachment on the back of the slate and it fell one day when we were within a short distance of it so that's something to keep in mind.

I agree with moonhowl. As brutal as it might sound to put a nail or screw into a tree, if you intend to hang something from the tree, a screw would be better than nail. A nail can come out much more easily than a screw, elevating the risk of disease. Screws should stay put for a very long time, if not indefinitely.

Pirl, if I read your post correctly, it seems to me the screw outlasted the attachment. Wouldn't you want that to be the case, rather than the nail being pulled out of the tree?

Yes, the screw did remain in place but I'd hate to have been working close to the tree when that piece of slate fell.

I agree, Pirl, that would have been dangerous, but it was the less sturdily attached metal hanger rather than the screw that gave way. You would think that that whomever sold the plaque would have considered the weight....what if it had been hanging over the sofa?

I think the gist is, that while it is not necessarily a good idea to drive nails and screws into trees, common sense must prevail if you do and you should use the same caution as you would in hanging something on the walls of your home.

Agreed.

I agree. This is why every time I buy a piece of artwork or art-structure to hang on the wall, I ALWAYS reinforce the hangers. I've had one-too-many pieces fall from the wall due to sub-par hanger points. My hangers would still be sitting on the wall, but the hanger points would have broken from the rear of the piece.

Slhame, I otta beat all of ya with a wet noodle HaHaHaHaHa I'm sure most logsmen look for the hazards of nails before they cut.

No body here is spiking trees, Flowers, just decorating them a bit. Those folks that drive large nails into trees to stop loggers are dangerous...even loggers have families they need to feed and hitting a large nail with one of the big chainsaws they use could severely injure the logger, if not kill him. Gotta get priorities straight...trees are important to our well-being, but not worth the life or livelihood of a fellow human being. Besides, taking out the logger doesn't stop the destruction of the trees...

What kind of hippie would do such a thing?

Only the miss guided ones....or the blind sheep followers of a truly mean spirited one...

When a forest is spiked, it's usually made known with signs so it isn't logged. Most sawmills use metal detectors anyway, because trees can have any number of metal objects in them, signs, fencing, posts, clothesline hardware, bullets, and nails.

Resin mentioned in the tree forum that aluminum nails are used for tags. It's better than steel if it winds up being sawed down for whatever reason.

I agree somebody always spoiling the apple. Loggers have my utmost respect, its extremely hard work and does a lot of things for the people.

Just so you know, some hippies are loggers or sawmill owners who spike the trees on their own land, and mention that fact in the deed, so the forest can grow without being cut down for money in the future.

thought we were out of the caveman way of thinking

Most of the injuries to loggers was experienced back in the 70's before anyone thought to tag forests. Someone would get the idea to help Mother Nature and randomly drive a few nails into a stand of trees earmarked for removal, or just any tree. Years back a former roommate's husband lost his leg cutting down scrub pines on his own property. Someone took it upon themselves to drive a dozen or so ten penny nails into a bunch of the pines and his chain saw hit one and bucked on him nicking the femoral artery....he managed to use his belt as a tourniquet, but by the time he was able to get to help, too much time had past and the leg had to be amputated.....sad story....misguided conservationist...a family plunged into major financial straits....

when all they needed was a can of spray paint. Go Figure