Thinking on trees this morning; I have three awaiting planting now - a Scots pine, the copper hazel and the Bramley apple.
First of all, every time I buy a tree a chicken seems to die. I like to bury chickens and other animals under a tree, so I know it will go undisturbed, but over the past few years, when I've bought a tree, it seems that a chicken dies within days. Convenient from one point of view, but a bit sad really. Stocks of hens now seriously depleted, so will be looking into getting some more very soon.
Thirdly - wind! I love the sound of wind through trees, but up until fairly recently, none of my trees has been quite tall enough to get the effect and the lovely sound. Now the garden is maturing, and with it the trees, they've now reached a height where I can hear the wind through my own trees. How satisfying is that?