I have mentioned my very old apple tree in previous posts and as it is in blossom at the moment I thought I would show you some photos of it. I must also mention that Cheryl, at My Wildlife Sanctuary has invited me to join her in a joint posting with links to each other's blog as she too has an old apple tree and she suggested it would be fun to both post on the same day with photos of our blossom. As you may know she has the most beautiful wildlife garden so I do hope you will pop over to visit her as well. I also know that Joe who too has a wildlife garden has posted this week with photos of his apple tree blossom which is well worth a visit here.
I'm writing you, my dear,Just to tell you,
In September, you remember
'Neath the old apple tree
You whispered to me
When it blossomed again, you'd be mine.
I'll be with you in apple blossom time,
I'll be with you to change your name to mine.
What a wonderful wedding there will be,
What a wonderful day for you and me!
Church bells will chime
You will be mine
In apple blossom time.
(Neville Fleeson/Albert Tilzer )
Mine is, as I said, a very old tree which we think may have been planted in the mid-1930s. I have never been sure of the variety but a knowledgeable old gentleman told me some years ago that he thought it was possibly Laxton's Superb but on further investigation this seems to be incorrect as the apples on mine are ready for picking in mid-September whereas Superb ripens later. I now think it may be Laxton's Fortune but I suspect I may never know for sure. The buds are flushed with a delicate pink and open to white.
HLH and I have always called it our magic apple tree which was a name I borrowed fom the book of the same name by Susan Hill. Most years it bears a pretty good crop of fruit, we never do any major pruning, the birds of course love it, as do the bees and other insects and it is home to a variety of wind chimes and bird feeders. It is nice to sit under; a succession of dogs have laid in its shade, and edible mushrooms have been known to grow beneath it! When it is in full blossom I am always reminded of a bride in her wedding dress.
Up in the tree we see you,HLH and I have always called it our magic apple tree which was a name I borrowed fom the book of the same name by Susan Hill. Most years it bears a pretty good crop of fruit, we never do any major pruning, the birds of course love it, as do the bees and other insects and it is home to a variety of wind chimes and bird feeders. It is nice to sit under; a succession of dogs have laid in its shade, and edible mushrooms have been known to grow beneath it! When it is in full blossom I am always reminded of a bride in her wedding dress.
blossom-babies,
All pink and white;
We think there must be
fairies to protect you
From frost and blight,
Until some windy day, in drifts of petals,
You take your flight.
You'll fly away! But if we wait with patience,
Some day we'll find
Here in your place, full-grown and ripe, the apples
You left behind
A goodly gift indeed, from blossom-babies
To human-kind!
Cicely Mary Barker.
The blossom never lasts long and all too soon the petals start to flutter down like confetti on the breeze with the promise of a ripe harvest to come in the early Autumn.
Well that's it for now, a slightly different post this time, but my next one, in a few days time will be back to the birds.
Well that's it for now, a slightly different post this time, but my next one, in a few days time will be back to the birds.