The knitting. Hmm. No, if I say a single word it’ll give it away–so yeah. Later.
Meantime, the first Indian Free flower opened Feb. 23; at March 20 and after all those rains that tree is still blooming, although these last blossoms have no counterparts left on the other peaches for pollination. Such a pretty tree. So very glad I planted it. (Lemons and clamshell-protected peaches in the background.)
And the tart cherry–I counted in the neighborhood of a hundred buds today on that tiny tree.
The Cooper’s hawk swooped overhead while I was outside taking these pictures but I didn’t quite get him in any of them.
