Every two months Big Brother sends Tobie a care package in the form of a sack of expensive dogfood. And I meant to ask him to hold off on this one, because with D&L stuck in “therapy every weekday” mode the only way I can go to the post office on a weekday is on the bike, and that box is too big for the bike.
But as it happens there was no trip to the therapist today. L asked me if I wanted to go to town and I said yes, even though it was likely to be a wasted trip: The box was due today, which almost always means available for pickup tomorrow. But it must have arrived early because they had it logged in and waiting for me. And now that worry is out of the way.
As I was cutting up the box and stuffing the pieces into the burn barrel I noticed that I had forgotten something important in the yard…
I took the fence down from the pear tree in November to prune the tree and didn’t bother putting it back up. BIG mistake, which until now the cattle – which are all over the damned place – have let me get away with. Uncle Murphy apparently hadn’t whispered into their ears yet.
Needed a bit of a prune anyway because the trunk was full of suckers, but now they’re gone and the fence is back up so the tree should be safe through another cattle season.
I love hearing about this tree!