Here we are, waiting at the gates of Spring with our faces pressed hard against the bars trying to get the first glimpse of the joys that await.
The sun is starting to have a hint of warmth and there have now (finally) been some good gardening days when the ground is not too rain sodden or frozen and it is possible to be outdoors until the light starts to dip closer to 5pm. Longer days are pure joy.
So now I shall be inspecting the Quince Brothers, looking for the changes as they start to unfurl their leaves and develop the blossom buds. I will be anxious when it gets colds and gently (not that gently) removing greenfly and pests if I see them in profusion. I shall build a lot of hope into these trees this growing season and hope that both fruit and the desired outcome of enough for one jar of Quince Jelly will be achieved. (anything over one jar is a bonus!)
and for those of you with long memories: the apple and quince crumble is still in the freezer waiting for when the Covid restrictions relax and a family get together with both my children is allowed. It will be the celebratory crumble - with custard - of course.
More followed trees can be found here: Squirrelbasket
Until then, stay safe and be kind.