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April 21
Apr 21, 2008 | 5:08 AM PST
There's an iris finally blooming in the Butterfly Garden. A few more are almost ready to open. On the Patio Garden there are more perennial petunias popping out along with the cilantro. I hadn't intended to work any yesterday. I just wanted to sit back and enjoy. We strolled around and looked at what is ready to bloom. Duckman had asked me two weeks ago if I had any figs. He did. Figs? It is just now beginning to get leaves. Well, sure enough, the big bush had three teeny-tiny figs on it. I'll be danged. He was right. We've only had one fig on it each year, and it never ripened before the first frost. Wouldn't it be grand to actually get some edible figs from it after all these years? We plan to give it more attention this year since we have this little bit of encouragement. We checked the other fig bush that is by the Poison Garden. It too was beginning to leaf out. We thought that it was a gonner. We sat on the back patio and discussed some things that we wanted to do. We decided to move the fig tree that's in front of the outhouse to the Garden Garden. I don't think we will be using the whole thing as in the past. Too much for him and tired of fighting the drought. He dug it up and moved it. I hope that it will bear there. At least it will have room to grow and get more sun. Then we noticed a pack of forest ants building their fortress right in the middle of the Elephant Ears again. Poor things. They don't have a chance. Organic or not, the ants got a blast of spray. Go back to the forest where you belong! A lot of the serissas here and there are putting on their leaves. I noticed that the old girls aren't as green as the young uns. I'm going to do some cuttings. As I sat there late in the afternoon relishing the hummers, I decided that if I could dig a hole on the edge of the woods near that fig bush, I could get the forsythia that had layered herself in the Old Gourd Garden. Well, glory be, I actually got a good-sized hole dug. I went to the compost heap and got a bucket of black gold. As I was returning to the hole, I waylaid myself. I started digging in the compost where the ice plant had died. I know that the soil needed to be amended. By the time I got around all that, I was out of compost. I had to go back and get more. I wrestled with that forsythia, but I finally got it dug up. She was well-rooted. I planted her and watered her in. I was weary, but it was a good weary. I slept like a log, but I'm all stove-up this morning.
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Apr 21, 2008 | 5:08 AM PST
There's an iris finally blooming in the Butterfly Garden. A few more are almost ready to open. On the Patio Garden there are more perennial petunias popping out along with the cilantro. I hadn't intended to work any yesterday. I just wanted to sit back and enjoy. We strolled around and looked at what is ready to bloom. Duckman had asked me two weeks ago if I had any figs. He did. Figs? It is just now beginning to get leaves. Well, sure enough, the big bush had three teeny-tiny figs on it. I'll be danged. He was right. We've only had one fig on it each year, and it never ripened before the first frost. Wouldn't it be grand to actually get some edible figs from it after all these years? We plan to give it more attention this year since we have this little bit of encouragement. We checked the other fig bush that is by the Poison Garden. It too was beginning to leaf out. We thought that it was a gonner. We sat on the back patio and discussed some things that we wanted to do. We decided to move the fig tree that's in front of the outhouse to the Garden Garden. I don't think we will be using the whole thing as in the past. Too much for him and tired of fighting the drought. He dug it up and moved it. I hope that it will bear there. At least it will have room to grow and get more sun. Then we noticed a pack of forest ants building their fortress right in the middle of the Elephant Ears again. Poor things. They don't have a chance. Organic or not, the ants got a blast of spray. Go back to the forest where you belong! A lot of the serissas here and there are putting on their leaves. I noticed that the old girls aren't as green as the young uns. I'm going to do some cuttings. As I sat there late in the afternoon relishing the hummers, I decided that if I could dig a hole on the edge of the woods near that fig bush, I could get the forsythia that had layered herself in the Old Gourd Garden. Well, glory be, I actually got a good-sized hole dug. I went to the compost heap and got a bucket of black gold. As I was returning to the hole, I waylaid myself. I started digging in the compost where the ice plant had died. I know that the soil needed to be amended. By the time I got around all that, I was out of compost. I had to go back and get more. I wrestled with that forsythia, but I finally got it dug up. She was well-rooted. I planted her and watered her in. I was weary, but it was a good weary. I slept like a log, but I'm all stove-up this morning.
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Apr 21, 2008 | 9:38 AM PST
what zone ? I have a hardy fig in a pot I bring indoors for the winter - it does lose its leaves and go dormant but last year we got to eat 2 figs from it and this spring already there is 1 huge one growing and I think there will be more. I had my first fresh fig while househunting in the Arkansas area. I never cared much for fig newton cookies but those are no comparison to how delicious fresh figs are. |
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Apr 21, 2008 | 12:07 PM PST
I'm in Zone 7. Lots of folks in this area grow fig trees. We just don't seem to be able to find a place where they are happy. Oh, how I do love a fresh fig. |
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