The planting of a Pear Tree

This evening finds me in front of a canvas (so to speak) that is filling up with dots. Music.
I have named it, before I began, 'Pear Tree'. I did this with my winter pear tree in mind, the one in my back yard that I wish to write about and write under. Now of course I wonder, what would the pear tree sound like? Is this music really the tree's or mine. Upon answering 'mine', I press on and make the sounds 'I' want to make.
These sounds are fun, bold and it is my winter music.
I have a show in two weeks whereon my Arco set, accompanied by a choir, will need these notes to sing, bow, strum and beat. I'm sure it will be fine...and on time.