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So - off home to lug everything round the side into the back, after which I set to, to mix the soil and the manure before pouring in the gravel and then the soil mixture. Finally I did what I should have done a fortnight ago - got my little Redlove Aunty May apple tree properly planted. It's proper name is just Redlove, of course. The rest is because it is in memory of my Aunty May
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I might have taken a while to plant her out, but she was in a substantial pot to start with and seems happy enough, as these new shoots testify. Now I have to learn up about looking after apple trees. it all looks terribly complicated but there has to be an idiot's guide somewhere. Something in A B C with technical vocab at my level (thingy, whotsit and the like) would be just right.
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Gardening is very much an act of faith, isn't it. I have no idea whether my new little apple tree will ever grow into something capable of producing any of those beautiful little red apples for me. I have no idea of how to help her to either, not yet. But I bet my Aunty May is smiling up there and saying 'go for it, girl, you can do it'.
So I will.
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