It’s been a tough a year for trees around here.
We lost one in a storm last fall; then 5 more to nasty pine beetles.
Now that Jan and the boys have finally gotten them cleaned up – it was time to replant.
Since we lost a total of six trees, we ordered 500 trees to replace them.
Yes – 500. That is not a typo.
I was half asleep the night Jan placed the order.
I vaguely remember the conversation.
Jan – How about white oaks.
Me – I like oaks.
Jan – How about red oaks?
Me – I like oaks. (yawn)
Jan – How about pin oaks?
Me – I like (massive yawn) oaks.
I must have been asleep when he asked about the chestnuts and hazel nuts.
I was, however, wide awake when the UPS man started delivering trees – hundreds of trees.
And by trees I mean short twigs with long roots.
My heart sunk as I thought of the time and work it would take to plant those things. We’re talking days, weeks, even months, to get 500 trees in the ground!
A handy-dandy tree planting wonder.
And – our county owns one.
And – we could use it for free.
And it was available right then.
We now have a hard wood windbreak started to replace the rotting silver maples on the north, and east. We have some beautiful oaks planted around the ravines to add some fall color.
And we planted several oaks in the yard, because they’re my favorite.
And because we need a new swing tree – although it will be many years before these twigs will support a swing! But that’s okay – there’s something hopeful about planting a tree.
Grow little twigs! Grow!
“Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces, I would still plant my apple tree.” ~Martin Luther