Our old apple tree has always been there. None of us remember planting it but I don't seem to remember it being there when we moved in 20 years ago. A chance seedling I think it's called.
It's in the middle of a native bed.
Every year it explodes into blossom and produces hundreds of apples.
The apples never grow more than the size of a ping pong ball, they taste very sour and they usually have brown bits all over them.
We let the parrots gorge themselves and knock them from the tree. They then become little shriveled up blobs that remain under the tree.
Yesterday on my afternoon wanderings, I came upon this.......
A solitary apple in near perfect condition.
It has a bruise on the bottom where it has hit the ground.
Amy has loved being with these children over the last month.
As a little girl, I don't remember even considering any other profession.
They have so little in comparison to us, but just look at those happy faces.
I think that might be Amy's tuk tuk waiting to take her home.
Bill has been gradually working his way through sowing grass seed in all the bare patches. He is finally onto the last bit. He has had to leave little pathways of bare dirt so that we can access different parts of the garden.
I love those little paths. Might even leave them there.
This patch is so compacted. It's like concrete. It has required the crow bar and fork to make any impression.
The ants think it's Christmas.
The potting shed
We needed a more user friendly doorway to our potting shed.
That piece is now a door with hinges and door latch.
The garden
I love moving things around in the garden and apparently now is the perfect time.
I am determined to have large blocks of colour this year.
So with that in mind I started propagating some salvias and daisies.
You can also dig them up and divide them too but some of mine are fairly new and haven't clumped up enough just yet.
There will be more.
Up Parasol
I am also looking forward to having a play with these bits of loveliness.
The collection is called Up Parasol by Heather Bailey. There are birds and flowers.........*sigh* (not a scrap of black to be seen!)
In fact not even a parasol to be seen for that matter!
Lots of happy faces at Amy's school. The kiddies will love her fun sense of humour. Billy and you both are working so hard. Great to see as usual your progress. xox
ReplyDeleteThank you Sue. Hope you are enjoying the long weekend. Such perfect weather for events.
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