|Newly planted Negronne Fig.|
Allan and I grabbed fruit trees, shovels, manure, bone meal and other assorted paraphernalia and moved it to the front yard. Placement of the fruit trees was tricky. There is an old birch tree front and centre in the front yard. It provides us with privacy in the summer. But it is old and probably reaching the end of its life. So whether to plant the fruit where it won't be shaded by this birch, or plant it somewhat optimally knowing the birch will soon be gone. I actually considered just cutting the birch down. I would have liked to put the apple right in that spot, but I am an environmentalist as well. I take the cutting down of trees very seriously and should only be done as a last resort. So the birch will somewhat shade the apple. I would consider topping the birch if the apple doesn't thrive. But...I have a feeling all will be well.
|Newly planted Jonagold Apple. Isn't that just such |
a cute little house. We've been here since 1979.
Here are two lovely shots of me after gardening. Okay, not me exactly, but my dirty denim shirt and my dirty nails. I always say that I love dirt under my nails. Here's the proof. Look at those dry cuticles, the dirt, the nails cut super short. Yup, I'm a gardener.
|Even dirtier nails|
|I have a soft spot for cactus and succulents.|