My sister came racing back indoors after watering my bonsai. I was amazed, for she never gets that excited about my babies.
‘The hawthorn has flowers!’ she pronounced. I struggled to the window, hoping to see for myself. And there it was, a touch of pink on the very last tree on the shelf. Number one son did no more, he went out there and photographed it, so I could have a good look.
Bearing in mind that I have had this tree for at least eight years and it has never bloomed, you can imagine my joy at seeing four flower clusters!
That’s my day sorted…
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