I don’t know why the first thing I do when we move to a new house isn’t to plant fruit trees. Initially, they’re pretty pricey, especially if we have to buy multiple types to cross pollinate, but they’ve always been a good investment. You know, because if you do it right, you actually get fruit from the tree.
So, since the nursery nearby was having a sale on its trees, Jack and I decided it was time to invest. He’d already been gifted a few peach trees, one of which even tried to grow a little peach this year, so we bought a cherry, a new apple (since ours are looking pretty elderly) and a couple of pears.
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| Scooping up the fertile soil where the round bales were last winter. |
We decided to line the driveway with them so we aren’t planting over the septic tank or putting them in the pasture where they’ll inevitably be used as a scratching post or eaten.
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| Dancer approves of the girls’ manure scooping skills. |
With Jack’s help, I’m sure they’ll flourish. Though Jack’s made it quite clear I have no idea what I’m doing, I’m okay with having him tend the plants. Animals are easier to take care of, anyway.
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| Jack’s School of Fruit Tree Planting. |
