Spring Concertina

20180523_072853.jpgDay 56It is going to be a tiring day today..far too much to do. Because there is too much, I have learned what “heeling in” fruit trees and roses consists of, the end lives of…I am learning the limitations of a Canadian spring, and it would seem I’ve gained some deeply resonating understanding of my mad father combing the front hills in the cold wind and pouring rain with trees and spade in hand, and a nitroglycerin pack taped to his failing chest. I will never forget late in his life his nearly suicidal admission to me once over the phone that he had only managed to plant fifty trees.20180523_073327

A bundle of trees from Quebec.
I do respond today to a family member’s jibe this week about similarities to Suzanna Moodie, having to clear some bush to even see where to plant a new fruit garden in a meadow beyond the stand of evergreens ….creating parallel lines seems the reason I did not do well in math at school.20180523_073228
Roses from Van Noort & Sons
Rain Friday night, Saturday, and Monday: like a farmer I check weather forecasts multiple times a day, and have noted my weather app counts a ninety percent certainty of overnight rain as zero chance of precipitation for that date.

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