I took the photographs for this month's treefollowing post a few days ago. I often take them a little early so I will have enough time to write the post before the allotted publication day.
I already knew that Quince Minor was not going to produce quinces.
Drought and frost had made every blossom fail and drop before opening, so my dreams of two self-fertilising trees fertilising each other were already dashed.
But Quince Major did have quincelets, I did have hope.
Quite a bit of hope, the little chubby velvet quincelings were coming on well. But I had taken these photos last week so I thought I would go and check again and see how much bigger they had now become.
Oh calamity! Oh dear reader, they have all fallen off -every single one of them. I could hardly believe my eyes.
Abject failure is again mine.
So here is a picture of a developing medlar. My medlar tree has fruited reliably from day one. I should have followed it rather than the disappointing quinces.
sigh.
Thanks as ever to Squirrelbasket for hosting this forest of followed trees.
I already knew that Quince Minor was not going to produce quinces.
Drought and frost had made every blossom fail and drop before opening, so my dreams of two self-fertilising trees fertilising each other were already dashed.
But Quince Major did have quincelets, I did have hope.
Quite a bit of hope, the little chubby velvet quincelings were coming on well. But I had taken these photos last week so I thought I would go and check again and see how much bigger they had now become.
Oh calamity! Oh dear reader, they have all fallen off -every single one of them. I could hardly believe my eyes.
Abject failure is again mine.
So here is a picture of a developing medlar. My medlar tree has fruited reliably from day one. I should have followed it rather than the disappointing quinces.
sigh.
Thanks as ever to Squirrelbasket for hosting this forest of followed trees.
Such a shame, maybe next year?
ReplyDeleteThe stormy weather the other day broke small branches off the pear tree that we are trying to resuscitate. That's gardening for you
Noooo! I am holding my breath for the little quincelets here. Like you, only one tree has fruit, and there are only five fruits that I can see (I check on average twice a day), but the wind has hit the orchard quite badly, so I'm not hopeful of seeing any glorious golden orbs this year. As for the solitary pluot - I am on the edge of my seat. Remind me why we grow fruit again... ;-D
ReplyDeleteOh no, that's so not cricket. I'm so sorry for your loss.
ReplyDeleteNooooo!
ReplyDeleteHow's about following the medlar for the rest of the year?
All the best - and as they say, we can stand despair, it's the hope we can't stand...
Thanks for the comments - next year I'm going to staple the quincelets to the tee!
ReplyDeletearrgghh, sigh ... I was hoping to see quinces, would be my first. But as sb says, medlar would be good too.
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