God made little apples

That was the first novel my father ever read, according to family apocrypha. So the phrase sticks in my mind. Today I noticed our apple tree is Doing the Thing – at first I didn’t know what to look for, because although I grew up with apple trees I seem never to have looked closely at them in spring. But I saw something that looked like rosehips today and sure enough, it’s baby apples, only waiting to grow into delicious nutritious (or possibly small, sharp and wormy) eating apples later in the year.


The children are uninterested and delighted, respectively.

The potatoes haven’t flowered yet, so today’s fishing trip into the bags of compost was fruitless. No pun intended.


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