Well, Ayla getting over the fence is difficult enough. Today I saw Marley descending into the yard. Unfortunately, I couldn't tell if he had tried and failed or was returning to the yard. But it makes the requirement to keep them in the yard more urgent.
I've seen systems of nets attached to fences at angles, but the cost is high per foot and I have about 450 feet of 6' high backyard fence. And I have seen where smooth hard plastic sheeting is attached to the upper 2' of fencing (which I suspect works well). But that is also expensive.
So I have been pondering other, less expensive, designs. I think I have one and want opinions on it. It seems simple enough, but I haven't seen it on any "cat containment" sites. I know I can construct it (it is uncomplicated but tedious). My concerns are first, will it work, and second, is it safe.
I would provide a sketch, but my Mac doesn't seem to have a simple drawing program that can be saved in the formats demanded by Blogger. I can't figure out how to do something so simple in Photoshop, and I can't save in the required formats from Word Art, Excel Draw, or Google Layout. And Photoshop won't open those to change the format.
But it isn't complicated. There is a 6' high alternate board wood fence. I can buy vinyl coated wire mesh fence in 2'x50' rolls. I will cut the rolls into 8' lengths and bend them 90 degrees the long way. That gives an "L". One part of the "L" gets attached to the fence, the other part makes a 1' wide "ceiling". In case I'm describing it poorly, it would look something like this:
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I could bend the wire at 45 degrees upward if that improved anything. The vinyl coated wire mesh costs only $27 for 2'x50' roll, is easy for a person to bend, but pretty stiff to a cat. I've been using the stuff as plant supports and cages for years. The vinyl couating makes it quite weatherproof. I'm thinking 8' sections because that is the distance between fence posts, plus I have a couple of 8', 4"x4" posts I can use to bend it. I can attach it with a heavy duty electric staple gun.
So, I'm looking for errors, and PLEASE don't hold back. Tell me ANYTHING you think might cause a problem in construction, in safety for the cats, or safety of wildlife. Or anything else. I spent a career as a project manager where negative ideas where often the most important contributions from the team.
So, thoughts?
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
ARRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!
I love playing board games. Last week, I stumbled across risk.com. I LOVE that game. I stayed up til dawn 3 nights last week playing it over and over. Thankfully it's free.
What I love about games is figuring out a winning strategy. Then I get bored and try something new. But I haven't gotten around the computer programs in this yet. So I need to keep trying.
The first few nights, I lost every game. The second few nights, I won a few. The last few night, I won half.
Off I go to try again... I DO enjoy it. But it would be nice to get a whole regular night's sleep!
What I love about games is figuring out a winning strategy. Then I get bored and try something new. But I haven't gotten around the computer programs in this yet. So I need to keep trying.
The first few nights, I lost every game. The second few nights, I won a few. The last few night, I won half.
Off I go to try again... I DO enjoy it. But it would be nice to get a whole regular night's sleep!
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Ayla Out
I kept Ayla inside for a year. It got so difficult that I decided to experiment letting her out as long as she wanted to be out. It wasn't an easy decision. The first time, she stayed out 3 nights. But the next two times, she stayed out 2 nights. Then one night. After that, she came in the same day she was let out for several days. I consider that a good arrangement.
She stays near the fence and has no desire to wander further to the street.
But Iza complicates things. Iza and Ayla and Marley all cuddle up indoors. They eat together, They play together. Iza likes Ayla indoors.
But outdoors, Iza considers Ayla an introoder. I cannot understand this.
This afternoon, when I called Ayla inside, she came running happily. But when I opened the door for her to come inside, Iza sprang out and attacked her. As a stranger and in apparent anger. Ayla fled over the fence.
Iza does not do this with Marley when he is out.
Iza only reacts badly to Ayla when she is outside. And just as she goes outside. Something about Iza says that Ayla is an introoder when outside. It baffles me.
Iza is a bully, but only when Ayla is outside, and not when Marley is outside or Ayla is inside.
Driving me NUTS!!! What is it about Iza that she reacts badly only when Ayla is OUTSIDE? It cant be outside smells. Iza has them, Marley has them. Iza loves Marley inside and outside. But Iza hates Ayla outside.
ARRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
She stays near the fence and has no desire to wander further to the street.
But Iza complicates things. Iza and Ayla and Marley all cuddle up indoors. They eat together, They play together. Iza likes Ayla indoors.
But outdoors, Iza considers Ayla an introoder. I cannot understand this.
This afternoon, when I called Ayla inside, she came running happily. But when I opened the door for her to come inside, Iza sprang out and attacked her. As a stranger and in apparent anger. Ayla fled over the fence.
Iza does not do this with Marley when he is out.
Iza only reacts badly to Ayla when she is outside. And just as she goes outside. Something about Iza says that Ayla is an introoder when outside. It baffles me.
Iza is a bully, but only when Ayla is outside, and not when Marley is outside or Ayla is inside.
Driving me NUTS!!! What is it about Iza that she reacts badly only when Ayla is OUTSIDE? It cant be outside smells. Iza has them, Marley has them. Iza loves Marley inside and outside. But Iza hates Ayla outside.
ARRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Groundhog Wars
If you are sqeamish, don't read further. I don't mean that I am showing bad pictures (there are none). But I am fighting with groundhogs that damage my garden. I mean, they destroy my food.
Today, while I was weeding the garden, I heard an odd thrashing noise nearby the fence and old toolshed where a groundhog had taken up residence. I had let Ayla out and feared she had tangled with the groundhog. She is, in some ways, stupidly fearless.The only tool I had on the way was a gardening spade. I grabbed it and ran toward the noise.
I may also be stupidly fearless.
When I got to the fence, I saw the groundhog run into the burrow under the old toolshed. I have GOT to make that space inaccessible! But I also sawsomethng else. 3 groundhog pups huddled together 20' away from the burrow.
2nd Warning: Violence ahead...
There I was with a garden spade, expecting to protect my cat from an adult groundhog. What I found was future garden-destroying varmint pups. I had the garden fork in hand. They had no flight instincts. I dispatched them as quickly as possible. I didn't like it, but I did it. Nothing needs be said further about that.
I did not enjoy it. But I thought it was necessary. Every year when a groundhog lives under the toolshed, my crops are ruined. That is my food. Last year, they ate all my cukes and most of my bean plants. I am determined to drive the adult away.
I scooped up one dead pup and put it in the entrance burrow. I moved a barrier board out of the way enough to place a second dead pup in there. If that doesn't make Mom Groundhog leave the property, I will take further measures. I am growing crops for ME, not her.
If I had a 10 acre farm and lost 100 sq ft to a groundhog, I wouldn't worry too much. But last year, I lost every cuke and bean. Between my organic safe food and the groundhogs, they are going to lose every time. I have been tolerant for years, but the tolerance has ended.
Mrs. Groundhog will die next! And I will bury mesh wire 18" deep all around the shed to prevent any new ones coming back in the future!
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When I was 14, my dad took my brother and I out to a huge field to "hunt" groundhogs. He had a whistle that made them stand up to look around for danger. Toward twilight, he whistled at them again. One stood up a long distance away.
I laid down for a careful shot. Dad laughed and said I couldn't aim that well. I pulled the trigger and the groundhog vanished. He said I scared him with the shot. I said I got him. I was insistent enough to make him walk with me to the spot.
There was the dead groundhog. I nailed him right between the eyes. He brought the dead ground hog home an made a stew of it. Trust me, it doesn't taste like chicken. He did it because he was being mean. I made him look wrong.
I hate groundhogs...
Today, while I was weeding the garden, I heard an odd thrashing noise nearby the fence and old toolshed where a groundhog had taken up residence. I had let Ayla out and feared she had tangled with the groundhog. She is, in some ways, stupidly fearless.The only tool I had on the way was a gardening spade. I grabbed it and ran toward the noise.
I may also be stupidly fearless.
When I got to the fence, I saw the groundhog run into the burrow under the old toolshed. I have GOT to make that space inaccessible! But I also sawsomethng else. 3 groundhog pups huddled together 20' away from the burrow.
2nd Warning: Violence ahead...
There I was with a garden spade, expecting to protect my cat from an adult groundhog. What I found was future garden-destroying varmint pups. I had the garden fork in hand. They had no flight instincts. I dispatched them as quickly as possible. I didn't like it, but I did it. Nothing needs be said further about that.
I did not enjoy it. But I thought it was necessary. Every year when a groundhog lives under the toolshed, my crops are ruined. That is my food. Last year, they ate all my cukes and most of my bean plants. I am determined to drive the adult away.
I scooped up one dead pup and put it in the entrance burrow. I moved a barrier board out of the way enough to place a second dead pup in there. If that doesn't make Mom Groundhog leave the property, I will take further measures. I am growing crops for ME, not her.
If I had a 10 acre farm and lost 100 sq ft to a groundhog, I wouldn't worry too much. But last year, I lost every cuke and bean. Between my organic safe food and the groundhogs, they are going to lose every time. I have been tolerant for years, but the tolerance has ended.
Mrs. Groundhog will die next! And I will bury mesh wire 18" deep all around the shed to prevent any new ones coming back in the future!
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When I was 14, my dad took my brother and I out to a huge field to "hunt" groundhogs. He had a whistle that made them stand up to look around for danger. Toward twilight, he whistled at them again. One stood up a long distance away.
I laid down for a careful shot. Dad laughed and said I couldn't aim that well. I pulled the trigger and the groundhog vanished. He said I scared him with the shot. I said I got him. I was insistent enough to make him walk with me to the spot.
There was the dead groundhog. I nailed him right between the eyes. He brought the dead ground hog home an made a stew of it. Trust me, it doesn't taste like chicken. He did it because he was being mean. I made him look wrong.
I hate groundhogs...
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Some Days Are Just Good
I love productive days! It doesn't matter much what I am productive at. Some days it is gardening, and it might be planting seeds, transplanting seedlings, or weeding large areas. Some days it is building stuff indoors. Some days it is cleaning the house. Some days it is organizing things. Some days it is as basic as cleaning out the fish tanks. Or other stuff.
It matters that I keep busy in retirement. It is easy to waste time. "Tomorrow" is fine... I don't work that way. I have less time left than I did when I was 20. I don't mean to say that bothers me all that much, I stayed busy when I was 20, too. But I don't want to sit around thinking I will do things tomorrow".
I could go into great detail (and I probably will in future posts), but lately I've weeded 500 square feet of flowerbed, planted small crops (carrots, radishes, kohlrabi, leeks, etc etc), trapped a threatening groundhog and a rabbit with a taste for cucumber seedlings, cleaned out and rehabilitated an aluminum bass boat with floors, created a new plant light stand for seedlings, destructed the old light stand, drained the hot water heater of mineral sludge, cleaned the washer/dryer/dishwasher/oven, rewired several basement outlets to code, and about finished the new plant light stand (which was a real piece of work)
And then there are the cats. I love them all dearly. At least Iza and Marley come in when called. Ayla doesn't. She likes to stay out a night first before returning. So I had the idea of letting her out as long as she wanted til she was bored and preferred the food inside. Its opposite feral adoption, in a way.
After Ayla escaped out a couple weeks ago and stayed out three nights, I have let her out regularly. She stays near the fence, just won't come back in when called. The idea is that I let her out enough so that she gets bored and decides the house is good at least at night. I don't know for sure that this will work
But she stayed out 3 nights at first, 2 nights the next 2 times, and not at night today. It MAY be that enough outside time equals more inside time. She sure loves my attention! When se comes in she crawls all over we seeking my scritches and neck rubs. So it may be that, let out enough, se will b more willing to come inside again.
I HAD TO relent. She had gotten so frantic to get outside after a year confinement that she would hide behind the drapes near the deck door, stalk behind me, etc. She just couldn't be kept inside anymore. As strong as my desire was to keep her in, her desire to get out exceeded that.
It matters that I keep busy in retirement. It is easy to waste time. "Tomorrow" is fine... I don't work that way. I have less time left than I did when I was 20. I don't mean to say that bothers me all that much, I stayed busy when I was 20, too. But I don't want to sit around thinking I will do things tomorrow".
I could go into great detail (and I probably will in future posts), but lately I've weeded 500 square feet of flowerbed, planted small crops (carrots, radishes, kohlrabi, leeks, etc etc), trapped a threatening groundhog and a rabbit with a taste for cucumber seedlings, cleaned out and rehabilitated an aluminum bass boat with floors, created a new plant light stand for seedlings, destructed the old light stand, drained the hot water heater of mineral sludge, cleaned the washer/dryer/dishwasher/oven, rewired several basement outlets to code, and about finished the new plant light stand (which was a real piece of work)
And then there are the cats. I love them all dearly. At least Iza and Marley come in when called. Ayla doesn't. She likes to stay out a night first before returning. So I had the idea of letting her out as long as she wanted til she was bored and preferred the food inside. Its opposite feral adoption, in a way.
After Ayla escaped out a couple weeks ago and stayed out three nights, I have let her out regularly. She stays near the fence, just won't come back in when called. The idea is that I let her out enough so that she gets bored and decides the house is good at least at night. I don't know for sure that this will work
But she stayed out 3 nights at first, 2 nights the next 2 times, and not at night today. It MAY be that enough outside time equals more inside time. She sure loves my attention! When se comes in she crawls all over we seeking my scritches and neck rubs. So it may be that, let out enough, se will b more willing to come inside again.
I HAD TO relent. She had gotten so frantic to get outside after a year confinement that she would hide behind the drapes near the deck door, stalk behind me, etc. She just couldn't be kept inside anymore. As strong as my desire was to keep her in, her desire to get out exceeded that.
Friday, June 3, 2011
Yard Wildlife
I bought a wildlife camera (GameSpy) in April and got some pictures, but forgot to post them as promised. Since Iza ran into the groundhog (which was caught in a live trap) recently, I remembered the GameSpy pictures.
There is more wildlife living under my toolshed than I thought! The shed is a foot above ground level, so there is lots of room underneath.
Some of the pictures don't come out very well. I need to read about the autoflash feature more carefully. This is a rabbit.
Here is the groundhog that I knew I had there, emerging from the entrance.
Here is the best picture I got of it.
Seeing a possum emerge from the same hole surprised me!
The groundhog emerged again soon after.
I'm sure they don't share the same burrow, but they do share the access hole to below the shed floor. The possum probably just sleeps in a corner under the shed. I have most of the rest of the shed access blocked by boards. But apparently the groundhog also tunneled through the compost bin. I surprised it once and it dove in there and vanished.
There is more wildlife living under my toolshed than I thought! The shed is a foot above ground level, so there is lots of room underneath.
Some of the pictures don't come out very well. I need to read about the autoflash feature more carefully. This is a rabbit.
I'm sure they don't share the same burrow, but they do share the access hole to below the shed floor. The possum probably just sleeps in a corner under the shed. I have most of the rest of the shed access blocked by boards. But apparently the groundhog also tunneled through the compost bin. I surprised it once and it dove in there and vanished.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Odd Remembrance
I was watching TV this evening, and saw a gas commercial. One part involved putting a gas nozzle in the inlet part. And I had a flashback to my first car.
My parents gave me a 1966 Pontiac Bonneville convertible for my 20th birthday (1970). It was a complete surprise! As a freshman in college, I wasn't allowed to park a car on campus (weird old rules), so there was little point in my having a car before. And I was never a "car guy". I just borrowed the family station wagon if I REALLY had to drive somewhere. Although I did get to drive the Lincoln for special dates.
But anyway, I was presented with a card with a car key in it when I turned 20. It was one of those shiny red or green duplicate keys from the hardware store. I assumed it was for the station wagon. I hemmed and hawed about what to say, because it didn't seem like much. I mean, I could use the car when I needed to already.
But then they pointed out the living room window to a different car. The Bonneville... I almost fell over. I was speechless. It was a great gift!
Here's the funny part that the commercial reminded me of...
After a week, I needed gas. I drove into a filling station (as we called them back then) and the attendant came around to fill it up (yes there used to be such people who actually filled your car with gas while you just sat in it).
He asked where the gas cap was. Think about that for a moment. He couldn't find the gas cap. I had just automatically driven to the pump on the side of the station wagon gas cap. I got out and looked. There wasn't a gas cap on either side of the car!
Don't laugh, but we actually looked under the hood for a gas cap. I'm serious. The attendant finally brought his boss out to solve the problem. He looked, laughed, and tilted the license plate down to reveal the gas cap!
It had a 26 gallon gas tank, too. Good thing, it only got 13 mpg! On the other hand, gas was only 29.9 cents per gallon then. I learned the gas tank size when I ran out of gas once and coasted downhill to a gas station and filled it up!
Who on EARTH thought to hide the gas cap behind the license plate holder? Apparently, the idea didn't catch on. On the other hand, I was always able to drive up to any side of the gas pumps available. But I'll just say that was one of the funniest/odder things that ever happened to me.
Just wanted to share a great old memory...
My parents gave me a 1966 Pontiac Bonneville convertible for my 20th birthday (1970). It was a complete surprise! As a freshman in college, I wasn't allowed to park a car on campus (weird old rules), so there was little point in my having a car before. And I was never a "car guy". I just borrowed the family station wagon if I REALLY had to drive somewhere. Although I did get to drive the Lincoln for special dates.
But anyway, I was presented with a card with a car key in it when I turned 20. It was one of those shiny red or green duplicate keys from the hardware store. I assumed it was for the station wagon. I hemmed and hawed about what to say, because it didn't seem like much. I mean, I could use the car when I needed to already.
But then they pointed out the living room window to a different car. The Bonneville... I almost fell over. I was speechless. It was a great gift!
Here's the funny part that the commercial reminded me of...
After a week, I needed gas. I drove into a filling station (as we called them back then) and the attendant came around to fill it up (yes there used to be such people who actually filled your car with gas while you just sat in it).
He asked where the gas cap was. Think about that for a moment. He couldn't find the gas cap. I had just automatically driven to the pump on the side of the station wagon gas cap. I got out and looked. There wasn't a gas cap on either side of the car!
Don't laugh, but we actually looked under the hood for a gas cap. I'm serious. The attendant finally brought his boss out to solve the problem. He looked, laughed, and tilted the license plate down to reveal the gas cap!
It had a 26 gallon gas tank, too. Good thing, it only got 13 mpg! On the other hand, gas was only 29.9 cents per gallon then. I learned the gas tank size when I ran out of gas once and coasted downhill to a gas station and filled it up!
Who on EARTH thought to hide the gas cap behind the license plate holder? Apparently, the idea didn't catch on. On the other hand, I was always able to drive up to any side of the gas pumps available. But I'll just say that was one of the funniest/odder things that ever happened to me.
Just wanted to share a great old memory...
Monday, May 30, 2011
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Seedling Light Stand, Part 3
OK, so I have the new light stand about half assembled. The 2 bulb fixtures were 1/2" longer than the shelves. I was thinking "4' light fixtures, 4' shelves with the supports on the outside, should fit". I should have checked more carefully. But it wasn't as if I was going to buy more light fixtures, so it didn't really matter. I had to attach them a little lower than planned. The fixtures have attachment holes in them, but I had to partially take them apart to get at them and drill though-holes so as not to drill the insulation off the wires inside.
The 4 bulb fixtures were easier in one way. The wires were channeled around the attachment holes. On the other hand, they were designed to hang from hooks on chain. So I needed to drill a hole through the fixture anyway. I ruined a drill bit trying to drill through what I thought was aluminum. It was steel. I should have checked with a magnet! That was a bit from my REALLY GOOD set of bits. I'll have to replace it. I partially disassembled THOSE fixtures... You may notice I keep having to do a lot of extra steps to make this project work. I was not thrilled, but having started down this path, I have to continue.
So I got out my metal step-bit and the drilling went fine. I reassembled the fixture and dropped in the bolts through the plywood. Did I mention the plywood? The rack comes with 3/8' pressboard shelves. Strong enough for shelving or plant trays, but not much to drive a screw up into from below or countersink a bolt from above to support the light fixtures. So I added 1/2" plywood below to hold the fixtures and counter-sunk the pressboard from below to cover the bolts. It works great. The resulting upper surface is nice and flat for the plant trays. Looks good too.
Here is the first 4-bulb fixture attached to the bottom of the 3rd shelf. The top shelf will be identical.
Except... You may notice a shelf support missing on the photo above (right side). That's because one was 2" too short! The box came with an information sheet asking that I call the manufacturer before returning the product to the retail store. My interpretation of that is "we make a lot of mistakes, please don't tell the store. Well, gee, it is about all constructed. It would be a lot of work to take it apart and the box it came in is all ripped apart. I emailed them about the problem.
The emailed back that a replacement shelf support is being shipped for delivery in 7 days. That's reasonable. I would have preferred a UPS overnight shipment on principle, but all my seedlings are outside now and the light stand is for next year.
Here is a photo of the plywood base I used and the fancy cover shelf. The are the same size, though the angle makes it look different.
It's been an minor adventure - more than building a box and less than building a shed. I seldom get to build anything to specifications. I end up having to craft things by trial and error. Drives me nuts. I have the genes of an engineer and the talent of an art major!
Which reminds me, I need to replace the roof on the shed. I didn't know about roofing paper 20 years ago, and now it leaks. Time to redo it right. That's on the list. The really really long list of major "to do"...
The lesson here is that I should have built the light stand as I originally intended. 3/4' plywood, 6' high and 5' shelves with the fixtures simply screwed right up into the shelf bottoms! Don't get me wrong, the new light stand will be great for decades. But the original plan would have been easier and worked as well.
Live and learn...
The 4 bulb fixtures were easier in one way. The wires were channeled around the attachment holes. On the other hand, they were designed to hang from hooks on chain. So I needed to drill a hole through the fixture anyway. I ruined a drill bit trying to drill through what I thought was aluminum. It was steel. I should have checked with a magnet! That was a bit from my REALLY GOOD set of bits. I'll have to replace it. I partially disassembled THOSE fixtures... You may notice I keep having to do a lot of extra steps to make this project work. I was not thrilled, but having started down this path, I have to continue.
So I got out my metal step-bit and the drilling went fine. I reassembled the fixture and dropped in the bolts through the plywood. Did I mention the plywood? The rack comes with 3/8' pressboard shelves. Strong enough for shelving or plant trays, but not much to drive a screw up into from below or countersink a bolt from above to support the light fixtures. So I added 1/2" plywood below to hold the fixtures and counter-sunk the pressboard from below to cover the bolts. It works great. The resulting upper surface is nice and flat for the plant trays. Looks good too.
Here is the first 4-bulb fixture attached to the bottom of the 3rd shelf. The top shelf will be identical.
The emailed back that a replacement shelf support is being shipped for delivery in 7 days. That's reasonable. I would have preferred a UPS overnight shipment on principle, but all my seedlings are outside now and the light stand is for next year.
Here is a photo of the plywood base I used and the fancy cover shelf. The are the same size, though the angle makes it look different.
Which reminds me, I need to replace the roof on the shed. I didn't know about roofing paper 20 years ago, and now it leaks. Time to redo it right. That's on the list. The really really long list of major "to do"...
The lesson here is that I should have built the light stand as I originally intended. 3/4' plywood, 6' high and 5' shelves with the fixtures simply screwed right up into the shelf bottoms! Don't get me wrong, the new light stand will be great for decades. But the original plan would have been easier and worked as well.
Live and learn...
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Seedling Light Stand, Part 2
Well, at least I have some pictures to add for the assembly! And I have to admit, the assembly IS well designed and simple to do. The upright posts have "keyholes". Think of a hole with a narrower slot below. The horizontal side pieces have mushroom heads that fit through the hole and the "stem" of the mushroom heads fits the slots below tightly. The connections are indeed "rigid". You tap them firmly in place with a hammer (gently - I used a 2x4 and a deadblow hammer). So far, so good.
This is the old plant light stand. I am taking it apart as I transfer the lights to the new one. The old shelves had a 2 bulb fixture. The new ones have TWO 2 bulb fixtures per shelf.
This is the new light shelf. There are now 2 light fixtures per shelf (4 bulbs). The fancy shelf sits on the light fixture supporting plywood
Each of the rigid steel horizontal bars have a double curve to them. A lower curve is for strength, the upper curve has a flat surface that supports the shelving (a 2'x4'x3/8" engineered material). I initially thought it was a sort of rubber/resin, but it is pressboard. The instructions said it would support 800 poubds per shelf. It also said not to stand on it. Huh? I only weigh 160 pounds. They must have loaded the shelves VERY carefully to support 800 lbs if I cant stand on it. Well, I didn't buy it for the weight capacity. Plants aren't all THAT heavy!
Next. I complete (almost) the whole shelf rack...
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Seedling Light Stand, Part 1
A while back, I mentioned I planned to build a better seedling light stand. The current one has only a 2 fluorescent bulb fixture per shelf, and even with good daylight bulbs, I find the plants get leggy. I found 4 bulb fixtures at a decent price and bought a couple, thinking I could put two 2 bulb fixtures on the other shelves. I planned to make it entirely of 1/2" plywood, 18 or 16" deep and 5 feet long to easily accommodate the 4' fluorescent fixtures. I planned to attach cleats to the sides to hold the shelves. The light fixtures would be screwed right up into the plywood shelves. The shelves would be spaced at increasing distances so that growing plants could be moved to shelves further from the lights as they grew. Simple basic construction.
It was a good plan. I wish I had followed it...
But I saw an ad for rigid steel frame shelving at a really great price. It was 4' wide, 2' deep and 6' tall. Sounded great. The shelf supports were adjustable in 1" increments and the shelves themselves were 1/2" recycled material that could support 800 lbs per shelf. I measured the 4 bulb fixtures carefully and measured the floor display model. It seemed they would fit right under the shelves perfectly! It promised "easy assembly" (which, for its original purpose, was true). I bought it.
It weighed a ton! Well, not literally "a ton" but I couldn't even pull the box off the stack due to the weight and friction. I had to get a store person to help. The top box was broken open (probably items missing). The 2nd was fine. We got it on a flatbed cart. He assured me that there were outside people to help me get it in the car. I planned to take the box apart from in the car at home.
Needless to say, no outside person ever became available. In fairness, they were there, but backed up helping other people. I finally did manage to wrestle the box into the car. I'm not weak, but I'm not a weight-lifter either. Fortunately, I do know some simple mechanical principles...
But I should have known I was off to a bad start!
Next, assembling the stand...
It was a good plan. I wish I had followed it...
But I saw an ad for rigid steel frame shelving at a really great price. It was 4' wide, 2' deep and 6' tall. Sounded great. The shelf supports were adjustable in 1" increments and the shelves themselves were 1/2" recycled material that could support 800 lbs per shelf. I measured the 4 bulb fixtures carefully and measured the floor display model. It seemed they would fit right under the shelves perfectly! It promised "easy assembly" (which, for its original purpose, was true). I bought it.
It weighed a ton! Well, not literally "a ton" but I couldn't even pull the box off the stack due to the weight and friction. I had to get a store person to help. The top box was broken open (probably items missing). The 2nd was fine. We got it on a flatbed cart. He assured me that there were outside people to help me get it in the car. I planned to take the box apart from in the car at home.
Needless to say, no outside person ever became available. In fairness, they were there, but backed up helping other people. I finally did manage to wrestle the box into the car. I'm not weak, but I'm not a weight-lifter either. Fortunately, I do know some simple mechanical principles...
But I should have known I was off to a bad start!
Next, assembling the stand...
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A Day Late
But I wanted to remember a sad day. I remember some parts. I was only 13. I saw a lot on TV afterwards. But my most specific image is the...
