The tree on the right is one that I grafted, forget what year? The bigger tree was planted in 84 or 85?
No, I don't have a green thumb, Mom sure did, and so did her father. He's the man that first showed me how to graft, a long time ago. Above I posted a picture of one of his grafted trees. I grafted from that tree, they're growing.
Above we were talking about different trees growing together and such. When I was a kid, Granddad Poppie had a variety of just about every type of fruit tree that will grow around here. Plus grapes. Pears, cherries, peaches, plums, he had a mulberry tree and the only quince tree that I've ever seen. Just about all of those trees are dead now or on it's last leg.
Just thinking about it now, there wasn't much fruit that went to waste. It was canned or made into jelly or dried. I remember that quince jelly was good stuff on a hot roll.
I'll add this about my Mom. Notice where she made me plant my row of apple trees, right along the yard fence. That's all she would let me have.
We have a garden out on the farm. When it got to be too much for her to drive out there everyday, she wanted a patch here in town. You'd be surprised just how much stuff Mom grew in that little garden. Mom loved to work her flowers and garden. Her tulips bloomed a couple of weeks ago, the pink dogwoods are in bloom now. She had a beautiful yard. And houseplants like nobody's business. But you know, as much as I miss her, I'm very thankful that I had her as long as I did.