In memoriam

When I was a lot younger than I am now, I planted an apple seed in a little polystyrene cup. Much to my delight it grew! It stayed on the windowsill of my bedroom, where I watered it, and nurtured it, until it was big enough to be released into the back garden. With help from Mum, I transplanted it, and for a while it thrived. Until, one day, Dad decided to do some weeding. Mum explained that plant ID was not Dad's strong point. I forgave him fairly quickly.

I planted another apple tree today.