Tree Hugger

So this weekend has been filled with one overarching theme for me so far.

Trees.

Yes, trees.

One Braeburn apple tree. One nectarine tree. A moosewood maple and a brandywine red maple. And thirteen spruces.

These are the trees we have procured for our yard in the last 36 hours or so. 

The apple and nectarine trees were added to our growing collection of fruit trees on the west edge of our property. The spruces will be planted tomorrow along the east edge of the property. And the maples will each go on either side of the front yard.

We chose the maples because they are fast growing and get the best fall color. 

(Plus, the moosewood just looks cool, and really, sometimes that's all that matters)

The spruces were from my grandparent's property up in the Skagit Valley. After they were done raising horses, they had decided to turn their pasture into a tree farm. Only once they realized how time consuming it was to run a tree farm that idea quickly went out the window, and now they just have a crap ton (very scientific term of measurement) of trees on their property. The trees starting having baby trees, and my grandpa requested we come collect some of the younger saplings for our property.

So we did.

And now we're lousy with trees.

The irony, of course, is that our property backs up to a forest, so in theory we could have just collected some saplings from there and transplanted them in our side yard.

Only, back there is protected green belt and wetlands.

So we can't.

Water, water everywhere and not a drop to drink...