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- DX FIBRO
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- 02/2020
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never pruned, the ground was beautifully covered in ver pretty show of white petals. Miss the tree covered in white then the ground covered.
"never pruned" not meaning "no prunes ever on it", but meaning: not cut, like our cherry usually.No plum's grew on the tree? , My grandad used to have a snowdrop tree, I remember the times it flowered + all went on the ground, it was super pretty!
This year I thought I'd see if pruning a bit of dead wood out might improve the fruit quality, cos only every 3rd one was edible the past 2-3 years... But only as far as the small ladder could reach. Bit risky, but went well.
So for old time's sake.... 3x our cherry in different light (morning, hailstorm in the background, evening)
Plus a lilac blossom....
As you can see (#3-6) I'm now using flagstones from our quarry to protect the moss, grass and hopefully meadow flowers from me walking over it all the time, cos you can see my pathways, esp. as much as I've been doing. My wife revels in finding the negatives in everything, so whilst before she complained about me tramping down the grass, and gave me the idea to use flagstones, she now complained it looks like a graveyard. Usually I argue back and then find a way of complying as she "suggests". But sometimes I just hold against it. Like the other day she said - like often - I'm tramping on some flowers, I just laughed: I'm planting 1000s of new plants and yes, I will be tramping down the odd plant or two in doing so... The graveyard effect like some of her other reservations will lose itself once the flowers start growing in June (the patio pots look dire and silly at the moment, I agree).
I originally got the sandstone to build a stone pyramid, and then to improve the patio with its pots. So I've been getting bigger and bigger ones. There's a building site (where I'm getting most of the stones from) up the road which has pointed me to the fact that all our houses are apparently built on this sandstone quarry, as a neighbour said that when one of the houses next door was being built there was sandstone under it too. Luckily they've not started building yet, so every few days I decide I still haven't got enough stones - not sure if I ever will have. I get them in cotton bags, cycling there and back. I think it's been about 10x up to now, so 40 bags. Some from another quarry bit at the top of the hill.
First time I felt crushed in the evening. Then I realized I need to change the way I carry them. So now I carry them as short as possible. And when carrying a whole bag of loot back to the bike I walk moderately slow, carefully and without using my arm muscles, letting them hang. This has been brilliant training, cos this extreme situation has taught me how to use my energy and strength more efficiently. Even when I feel I could use it fully, I don't. Like when putting on my rucksack I now swing it on to something half high, then something else higher, and then on my back. Even if I could get it up directly. Which feels strange, image-wise. Like limping so it doesn't hurt, whilst others assume if I'm limping it's hurting. Story of my condition. Doing things in a conspicuous way so I can manage it better. I care less and less what people think, but there's still quite a big part in me that thinks about what people might be thinking. I'm working to get that part in me down more and more.
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