In the rain we headed to the park.
We ran past the hissing goose,
hustled by the protective Mummy (or is that Daddy) swan
and their ugly ducklings…
…I mean delightful cygnets
to get to the Mulberry Tree.
Not to dance around it but to pick leaves for our silkworms.
I found this tree the other day when I listened to the ‘Small Voice Within’ and trekked to an out of the way place to be rewarded by the perfect tree which is full of ripening Black Mulberries.
Then home we headed. Isn’t this what most people do with their Saturdays? Hehehe. Hubby didn’t think so. He thought we were nuts. Perhaps we were. Hehehe.
But we have LOTS of silkworms to feed so we’ll have to do this trek regularly.
I’ve set up the old fish tank to house our silkies so they have more space to grow and we can stop and view them more easily throughout our day.
They are growing at an incredible rate at the moment. Two days ago most of them were almost one centimetre long.
Yet today many of them are approximately one and a half centimetres in length!
If it weren’t for the torrential rain in the afternoon we would have planted our own Mulberry Tree that we purchased earlier this week.
My purchase was almost a disaster. We asked for a dwarf mulberry and they gave me the King White Shahtoot that grows to ten metres with nasty invasive roots (although the white mulberry would have been divine to eat!).
Thankfully I googled it before putting it in the ground and thankfully the nursery happily swapped the tree for a Dwarf Red Shahtoot that only grows to three metres and will fit nicely in the area we’ve selected.
I can’t wait to have our own Mulberry Tree to dance around…oh and we might pick the mulberries and enjoy a sweet feast too.
That’s how we spent our Saturday morning.
How did everyone else spend their day?