Hooray, at last! Finally we’ve gotten the minarette fruit trees in down the plot. Much like the raspberries we’ve been waiting patiently for the right conditions to transplant our lil trees into their final home. Ordered back in November from Ken Muir, due to the snow and cold the bare-root trees did not arrive until a little annoyingly, just before christmas. But thankfully we had potted them up and tucked them into a cosy corner of the plot to wait it out until the conditions where right.
There’s something significant to planting trees, a feeling of achieving something momentous. To think that what you’re planting has the potential to outlive the person that planted it, well it calls for a bit of respect. Ok they may just be minarette cordon fruit trees but still they are the first trees I’ve ever planted and I’ve been nervous about getting them in. Do it right do it once as the mantra goes. After researching and preparing the ground with manure and potash from our News Years day bonfire, getting the kit together (tree stakes and ties) we were ready. So this was to be it the weekend Mr Wilson and I planted our trees!
Having put the trees in a large trug to soak their roots I set about having a final dig over the bed checking for the roots of our arch nemesis… the dastardly couch grass! To start off we measured and spaced out where the trees final positions would be. Minarettes can be planted as close as 2″ apart, we marked out their positions with upturned long tom pots and set about deciding what went where. opting for a zig-zag planting formation we decided to place the hardiest souls (apple and pear) on the outside and their more delicate sisters (cherry and plum) on the inside.
Once satisfied with the layout digging commenced. Digging a hole big enough to house the root ball without bending, Mr Wilson hammered in the tree stakes beautifully. Then came the important part, filling in the holes. As the soil is a still pretty heavy and to ensure that there are no weed seeds present we back filled the holes with Westland top soil with some added organic bonemeal. Once all firmed in nicely Mr Wilson tied them in all snug against the blustery winds!
Well that’s that. All the trees in safely, tucked away in their beds ready for when they wake in spring. Lets hope they take well and bring many years of fruiting. Content, my minds turns to… blossom, can’t wait.
Sunday 6th February 2010