Beltane Solstice Moon
Bagging apples again this morning. Another hundred done, a hundred yesterday, at least that many, maybe more to go. I don’t know how practical this would be for a commercial operation but for our purposes, it’s time well spent. I have noticed that there are leaf rollers on many leaves and some of the baby apples have already been eaten into by either an insect or something else, but for the most part the trees are healthy and the baby apples are, too. I also noticed that apple production seems heaviest on branches off branches that attach to the trunk. Not sure what that means.
Outside and inside. So this was outside, working with the apple trees, individual apples, leaves, watching as the sky grew cloudy and dark, feeling the heat begin to build. Using my hands, opening the ziploc bag, placing it around the apple, sealing it with two fingers, checking the seal, moving on to the next apple, checking for fruit I missed.
All the time, too, I thought about how to create a ground cover that would keep the orchard neat, beautiful. We had clover, but it didn’t fight off the grass and the grass keeps coming. Kate fights it, but the battle is a losing one. We need a different solution. I’m thinking suppression with high quality landscape cloth and thick mulch. Javier, maybe.
Inside. I’m writing this, reflecting on the time outside. Trying to fit together a foreground/background idea that has popped up over the last day. That is, when outside, my thoughts often turn inside, I become meditative, while inside, I often stay on task, up at the conscious level and it takes an effort to get inside. So, in a sense, when I’m outside I’m inside and when I’m inside I’m outside. Just a curious bit right now.
