It’s tree following time again. Thanks, as always, go to Squirrelbasket for hosting this meme. As regular readers will know, I’m being lazy and am following a tree standing in the middle of my front lawn. I don’t mean I’m standing in the middle of my front lawn; rather the tree is.
Which, of course, makes the task of following it an easy one because it’s in no hurry to actually go anywhere.
For the first time I can remember, this year the tree had the chance to perform properly through the spring, displaying its blossom for a full period. In earlier years, the opening of blossom has usually been followed, in about 24 hours, by some storm that obligingly stripped all the blossom off the tree and deposited it on the lawn beneath.
And just a month later, the tree is showing more promise of delights to come as it is now covered in forming fruits. These are mainly still green but, here and there, some are starting to turn orange, the precursor to their ultimate brilliant red.
I just wish I could remember the variety this tree is. Are the fruits edible? Who knows. If anyone fancies a garden visit with a serving of crab-apple pie, please let me know (and sign the obligatory disclaimer).
But meanwhile, the tree’s feet need attention. One of the hakonechloa I planted around the base in March has snuffed it and another is looking decidedly unhealthy. But a quick word with the nursery I bought them from, and the opportunity to visit High Glanau Manor (about which I’ll blog separately) presented by a rare plant fair, and I have some replacements. And a few extras.
And the promise of a few more later in the year if I want them. That’s customer service for you.