What is about children and saplings? You feel you have to watch them; keep a beady eye on them all the time to make sure they don’t get into mischief, sometimes doing it sneakily so they don’t know you’re watching them, which is when you often see the best of what they’re up to; but watch them you have to and marvel at their growth and development, be awed by their natural instinct to grow towards what they think will give them the best chance of success; which in the case of a son is a computer or iPhone but for a sapling it is the sun and the rain.
You often find that their arms start growing, poking out beyond their sleeves and soon long enough to get in the way of lawnmowers or passing livestock (I’m referring to the tree here as opposed to the boy obvs!)
Which is why growth has been so prolific this past month…nothing to do with computers or electronic gaming; that, if anything, tranquilises growth IMO; no, I’m talking about the warm wet weather and tremendous storms we have had that whilst not that pleasant for the human race, Mother Nature’s offspring love it and they luxuriate in the fertility of the rich nitrites in their environs.
And so it was that I found our apple sapling had grown significantly since its last blog post (it’s no exaggeration to say it has grown at least 20cm!)
I had hoped beyond hope that there might have been a hint of blossom, and whilst I do sometimes believe in them, this would have been nothing short of a miracle given our sapling’s life up to now. No, I am happy that it is not just alive but a strapping sapling, so my blossom hopes will have to wait.
But as I said earlier, the sunshine, lightning & rain and warmth have created ideal conditions for flourishing and lush growth in the garden and what we now have, other than knee high standard green lawn grass (I differentiate this from the other sort) that I really must carefully trim; is a delightful mixture of wild flowers and grasses (very different from the boring common-or-garden green lawn grass previously mentioned), that have emerged freely and happily around the base of our little tree.
Now this is where I shall have to bow to the greater knowledge of Lucy et al, because other than the buttercup (and I know this one extremely well because I am very fond of butter) and daisy (I’m a dab hand at the daisy chain), I am not at all up to speed on the names of flora abunda.
So I shall call it the very pretty fairy princess-like delicate daisy-esque wild flower that happily bobbed and jiggled about in the warm wind that was blowing this afternoon.
And when I get round to snipping the rather more boring green lawn grass, I might just carefully snip around the little white flower and let it be. Because it may not be pertinent to the well being of my sapling, but like the computer games and iPhone, it all adds to the balance and well being of my precious little sapling.