Well, life is never dull around here, I can tell you. To go in one weekend from watching the rain fall and thinking the trees were not going to be able to be planted as planned, to spending a night (got to bed at 5am) driving to a hospital over an hour away, to planting 40 odd trees and cooking a quiche for the school fête, oh, and trying to accomplish all the normal, everyday chores, I certainly am not a bored person.
So yes, the most important news is that with the help of several members of my wonderful, blessed family all the trees have been duly planted. On Friday under or between the showers of rain three helpers went poo picking - oh I'm sorry, I mean picking horse manure - I just like to say it how it is. A trailer full of sand was also collected.
Saturday morning Ivor and I went to pick up the 36 trees from the local producer - organic and rustic varieties. We already had a conference pear to plant. We also did a round trip via several shops so the planting finally started in the afternoon of the 16th December 2017. The first 8 of those 36 were duly planted before night fell, with three spaces prepared for the next day.
After a night of celebration cut short by the birthday girl's (Tana, 52 years old :) little finger being squashed inadvertently and exploding needing a night time visit to hospital plus 6 stitches and a 250km odd round trip on my part resulting in a 5am bedtime (I am stifling a yawn as I type, but it is so important that I write this), I woke after dreaming of Gravenstein trees raring to go.
So today, 17th December 2017 the rest of the trees have found their home. A massive shout out to the helpers - Nigel, Salix, Fabien, Ivor and Reuvan.
Highlights of the day - Reuvan lying down on the ground trying to work out how long a meter is.
Ivor managing to not hit anyone with his tool.
Salix having a tool handle snap on him.
Reuvan and Fabien listening too loudly to reggae music as they dug the last few tree holes.
The rain starting just as the last tree went in and I managed to walk around the new orchard (oooh, I can actually use that word now can't I?) to put all 50 trees on the plan. Which I shall share as soon as I have digitalised it.
The soil is fantastic, easy digging, grass and grass roots removed, each tree dipped in a watery mix of soil and rotted horse poo before being placed lovingly in a hole. After much consultation and discussion we have decided to go for the horseshoe swale around each tree, to try to minimise watering. The good news is that Kirsty and John and Nigel, whilst taking a walk around the land 'discovered' another reservoir for water collection, which looks somewhat like a well... We shall see.