I have been looking at those apple trees with a mix of dread and decision. I am planning the attack , which trees to start with, which branches and how many to prune.
But I am dreading it. Not being in shape for this, I just know I will be sore for a week.
But those trees are in dire need.
Ok. That cinches it. It must be done. I will have to buy a replacement for the hand pruners that I haven’t been able to find. That puts the job off for a short time.
Once I get started, I will get into the feel of things, and enjoy my time outdoors. We all know I need it. I am starting to feel all papery and wizened from being inside too much. A garden is something like children…. their needs force you to do what is good for you anyway. Fresh perspectives coming right up.