I need to be prepared for tomorrow - it being Wassailing
Day. Our apple tree has never borne much fruit. Last year it produced 4 apples - the most it's ever had I think, so I need to intervene. The Wassailing link gives me hope for the harvest yet to come. It's worth a try anyway so tomorrow I shall be outside wassailing the fruit trees. I haven't got any cider so perhaps a 'little bit of sherry' will do and I may even sacrifice some Christmas cake to spread amongst its boughs if that will help produce a bumper crop come September.
Now I'll need a song so this one will do.
Health to thee, good apple tree,
Well to bear, pocketfuls, hat-fulls,
Here's to thee, old apple-tree,
Whence thou may'st bud, and whence thou may'st blow,
And whence thou may'st bear apples enow
Hats full! caps full!
And my pockets full, too, huzza!
Stand fast, root! bear well, top!
Pray God send us a good howling crop:
Every twig, apples big;
Every bough, apples enow!
I'll be happy with more than 4 - stay tuned!
A very warm welcome to my new follower.
Comrades all we be
Here's to thee
And one and all
To you from me.
PS Just getting in the mood!