It’s cold and windy and there are random tiny flakes of snow in the air, but we’ve just come in from planting the last of our mail order trees: three shagbark hickory and three buart nut. It’s been a week since they first arrived, and we have more trees arriving tomorrow, so we just had to get on with the job.
Tomorrow morning our mature Downy Serviceberry is due to arrive, so we have a deep and wide hole ready for its much more established root system. Last year we planted five very mature trees, so it’s a doddle only have to deal with one this year. We’ll also be collecting ten baby fir trees, for which we still have to dig holes and prepare compost. Last year we planted 30 of those suckers, so again, it puts it all in perspective!
At the same time that we’re in full tree planting mode here, our older son will be out with the Scouts collecting donations for tree planting in our community! So from 9 till 12 he’ll be out doing that, only to come home and be handed the post hole digger or a shovel!
In spite of the sudden and heavy-ish snowfall at the start of the week, our newly planted manchu cherries look absolutely fine, which is a great relief. They’ve even retained their little blossoms! Many thanks for the reassurances from our blogging friends.
And the dwarf lilacs that my youngest and I planted last fall along the front of our house are nicely in bud and are happily ringed by tulip greenery (those poor tulips are north facing, so goodness knows when/if they’ll actually flower). I keenly remember pushing a wheelbarrow full of compost that I got from down in one of our fields up to the house multiple times so that we wouldn’t be planting those poor lilacs and tulip bulbs straight into clay where they might then be locked forevermore. The plan is to keep adding these little flowering trees and some appropriate companions until the front of our new-build home looks more lived in and natural. It’s the one part of our property that looks new and somewhat barren, which is hard to avoid when construction has recently taken place.
After this, I’m hoping we’re kind of done with trees until, of course, our next round of apple orchard rescue.