I knew that these two weeks would feel like a crunch. I wrote down the tasks, counted the days, and tried to prepare for the rush. I knew it, but I didn’t feel it until the first trees arrived.
I hope your apple trees *take*. This all sounds a quixotic combination of heartening and overwhelming. May your pines be spared the devastation of the pine borer and your efforts be rewarded with much beauty.
We grew apple trees several years ago and they failed to bear fruit. We think Colony Collapse Disorder was partly to blame, and we suspect pesticides used on the adjacent farm also had an impact. We *think* neither of these issues are present here, so hopefully that will help.
I hope your apple trees *take*. This all sounds a quixotic combination of heartening and overwhelming. May your pines be spared the devastation of the pine borer and your efforts be rewarded with much beauty.
We grew apple trees several years ago and they failed to bear fruit. We think Colony Collapse Disorder was partly to blame, and we suspect pesticides used on the adjacent farm also had an impact. We *think* neither of these issues are present here, so hopefully that will help.
Very inspirational. I love trees. I guess I'll have to move to the country for an orchard.
Thanks Beth. As you can probably tell by now, we kinda like trees, too!