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It's that time of year, Croc, that gardeners love, the time when the new catalogues come. There they lie, on my bedside table, no, I admit, I put them in my purse and carry them around, and read them at red lights. Only this year, I have my new house, and I am ready to plant trees. I want to plant heirloom apples, we talked about that last year, and you found the link to the apple tasting at Monticello, but it was too late. And now I wonder. Do I dare to plant a tree without even having an idea what the fruit tastes like? It seems like such a long commitment to make, and what if I don't like it? It's not like a tomato, where the commitment is for one season. |
