My heart raced, my arms shook, and I teared up. Literally. Now most people would think I am over reacting, but I don't care.
I took a 5 inch "stick" and carefully nurtured it into, what I had hoped to be, a growing and healthy plant. One that would provide my family a healthy fruit that can be used for healthy elixir's, jam, pies, etc.
I'm sure I know which group of friends ran over them with the gokart. They ran right over the metal stakes that carefully protected them. They were told there were trees to watch out for, and they were also told to put the gokart away at dark.
Both. They ran over both plants. And as you can see it was very green on the inside, although the second had no new leaves on it.
All of my time preparing, nurturing, caring buckets of water all the way out there, and this is what I get....
Swinging my hoe into the dirt (in my garden) may have gotten rid of some of my anger, but it won't bring my trees back. Mad over trees? Yep. Very mad. Very upset.
Hubby went straight to a nursery last night and found replacement trees. First, he could only find ones for $25 a piece, but finally found some for $8.99 that are about 2 feet tall.