Thanks to our fabulous friends we ended up with thirteen tagasaste trees, 10 kilos of compost, three native shrubs, two passion-fruit vines, a dual-variety apple tree, and a fig tree (partridge not included). . We also inherited a mass of foliage at the back of the property that looked like some sort of vine-covered monster.
Well creature from the vine-lagoon beware!
Who knew vine wrestling could be so addictive? After two days of work our viney-mass of unidentifiable trees went from this... to this:
Hey there's a willow under there. And a bottlebrush tree. And three other mysterious little guys who were suffocating under a mass of convolvulous and some other crazy fast-growing parasitic flora. You could almost hear them squeak out a little "thank you" as their branches were free to reach for the sun. No worries little guys. I got your back.
Then it was time to get all those other trees in the ground. The apple went to the front of the house with the natives, right along the fence so that we can train it to run low. Lazy apple pickers or smart apple pickers? The passionfruit went along the eastern fence so they can climb up and away. And the tagasaste and fig went in the back, to create a bit of wind shelter and some fodder for our eventual chooks.Not quite a forest yet, but give them time.
So "why?" you might ask. "Why would you spend all that time on trees when there's so much else to do?". It's not as frivolous as it may seem.
We knew that once we started on the house, the project would be all consuming, and who'd be able to take time out to play in the yard? Plus, by getting the trees in earlier, they will have a better chance of survival through the summer, and we will be able to enjoy the fruits of our labor sooner. Tee hee. I crack myself up.