A mixture of sweet and sour cherry trees were among the first things I planted at the Welsh Hovel after clearing the jungle. It was three and a half years ago that I planted eight trees alongside the wall that overlooks the track down to the house. I have added a couple since with fanciful ideas of cherry blossom falling onto the road.
But here we are and the trees are actually bearing fruit. There will be cherries in the summer pudding and next up will be a cherry crumble later this week. I can’t say that our harvest is big but it grows year by year. I remember planting those trees in the bitter November cold with Joshua’s godfather, cousin Johnny. It is good to see a plan coming good.
Running all along what was the jungle, overlooking the road, is also my wall of lavender. I was again weeding it today and it is starting to look more and more purple as bushes come into bloom. Next week, I shall make my first batch of lavender cordial which also means lavendar ice cream. Again, anothr plan is coming good.
