It’s been 24 days since I last bombarded you with Fruit tree photos. Not that I’m counting… I know, looking at them was probably about as exciting as watching the Kardashians, but to me it’s exciting. The trees are exciting – not the Kardashians.
My mind keeps conjuring images of pies, tarts, jams, chutney’s and fruit wines. Lately mostly fruit wines…
So here it is a month later, and things are looking up.
The pears… I ended up getting my first (only three) teeny-tiny pears on this tree last year, and you would have thought they were gold to me. I ended up eating them in salads with blue cheese and walnuts. I cherished every one of them. But here’s how the tree looked this May…
At that point I tried really hard not to get too excited, figuring a frost could still come around and crush my little pear infatuation. So I started talking to them on a daily basis (the pears) assuring them they were waayy more exciting than the Kardashians and to please hang around no matter the weather brought on.
All that smooth-talk and gushing over them must have worked. Here they are today…
The Apples… This is the fist time this tree has ever gotten apples on it. It had so many flowers on it back in early May that I had pretty good feelings about it. Again, not too excited – frost and all that. So on went more gushing and sweet-talking to the point my neighbors deemed me most certifiably insane. But whatever, I want fruit.
Here were my little apples back in May…
Tiny, little, future McIntosh apples. Future Apple Crisp apples…
More sweet-talking later, and here they are in June…
It’s amazing what a month’s time can do. I’ve been fertilizing the heck out of them with a horse-chicken-pig-rabbit-goat poop mix and all that seems to keep the trees pretty happy. The apples should come ripe in late August or early September. The pears, I have no idea when. In the meantime, I’ll keep sweet-talking and fertilizing. ~A
