Late
January is pruning season. All over town, ladders lean into fruit trees and
piles of twigs grow between the rows. It is a good time to prune. Seeds are
ordered, the garden is pre-plotted, the weather is not too cold, and there is
still a little light when I come home after work. I’ve been pruning myself this
week.
Yesterday,
I worked on the hazelnut trees. The Beeyard Hazelnut has a lovely, curvy,
cooked shape that just needs to be cleaned up every year; I trimmed it down
some as well, as some shoots were reaching for the sky. It was clear in the
afternoon, and I perched on the top of the twelve foot orchard ladder, above
the trees, and shook down greeny gold pollen over everything. The Compost Hazelnut is more of a shrubby
tree. Because of Mark’s compost hoops, it is harder to trim. My goal is to keep
it out of the electrical wires and then let it be. Mark likes to hide in its
branches in the summer and it curves over his work area nicely.

This
afternoon was foggy. It started out light, but, as the day went on, it came
down darker and darker. It was a good day, however, to work on the front yard’s
fruit trees. The apple just needed a little tipping off, and I took out two
crossing branches. Moving the ladder took most of the time. The plum was a little
more work, as it loves to sucker, but it is a smaller tree. I cleaned up some
messy cuts from last summer, took out a few crossing branches, and de-suckered
the whole thing. While I was balanced in the center of the tree, a neighbor
walked by and smiled. “Looks like an art form,” he commented. When I finished,
I brought some of the twigs inside to bloom on the mantle.
Pruning is an art, searching for the
shape of the tree hidden in the branches. It is like reading the rough draft of
an essay. It requires climbing up and down the ladder, shaking branches to see
were they lead, considering cuts from a distance. Once the design is
established, it needs to be maintained, every year. The result, however, is
lovely. When all of the trees and hedges in the yard are trimmed, light moves
across the yard more freely and the back yard world is more beautiful. And,
unlike other yard chores, this one can be done slowly, in the late afternoon,
as the misty sun sets in our winter grey skies.
Parsnip Cheese soup
1 onion
4-5 parsnips
3 potatoes
2-3 t of caraway seeds
1-2 t dried mustard
3 c of milk
3 c of grated cheddar
Saute the onion until soft, then add the parsnips and potatoes and spices and just cover with water. Cook until soft. Puree with the milk and cheddar, and reheat. Eat with salad and new bread. Maybe some apple sauce...