I've long wanted to espalier a pear tree. My studio has a lovely warm west facing wall on which
I've attempted this. It seemed to be going well for the first few years until my miniature pear suddenly shot up over the top of the roof. I guess a taller ladder is in order. I don't have the hang of when to prune, either. Every spring I dream of a harvest and every fall I'm disappointed. This year, however, one hearty soul escaped my pruning shears and made an appearance well out of reach of the neighborhood children. Isn't it the loveliest thing you've ever seen?
We get to welcome little Oliver to the world this week. He's the long awaited first son of my world famous stretcher. We at the studio willl have to make adjustments to mommyhood, (Kari's only been away for a few days and we already miss her!) but it's an adjustment we're all eager to make.
This piece was done years ago and dug up from an archive. I think it's still lovely. Thank you Maggee for
The rest of these are our accomplishments for the week.
Enjoy. We sure did.