Unlike in a previous year, when my friend Phil and I pruned the fruit trees in a snow storm, it was 70 degrees or so today. We ended up in short sleeves in January!
I enjoy this yearly ritual as I learn a lot from Phil who is a horticulturist by past profession as well as by passion. A couple of years ago, when he first came over to "help" (read "take over the pruning") the trees needed shaping but now it is pruning for fruit and a lot fewer branches are taken off.
Last year already we had a lot of apricots and peaches and this year we can look forward to a serious crop of apples. The only ones still not responding well to the love being given are the pears, and I blame myself for that. Perhaps this year? I will also water them less frequently to see if we can slow down the amount of water sprouts and getting some fruiting wood instead.
My next task will be to get the garden planting-ready by sifting and spreading old horse manure. Seeds have arrived!