Grass under an old willow tree

I have spent many many years playing under this old willow tree. As I sat under it on Saturday with Annison many wonderful memories of my child hood were flashing back. It is hard to imagine in all the photos today of the venue that at one time the field was an orchard filled with apple and pear trees.  Among all of the orchard was a very large garden stocked with every kind of vegetable you could imagine. Augy and Nelta worked very hard on this place to keep it all going. I can also remember the stocks of corn we all use to hide in. Oh the good old days! :) Now with just a few orchard trees left, we still can enjoy the fresh pick of summer fruit.

Steve and I hope to one day have a large garden of our own. Its a pure feeling when you can walk out your back door and pick a pear or an apple off a tree. I hope one day Annison will enjoy these simples pleasures as we do today. 

The old willow tree