Caught another cold and slept very little last night but it didn’t stop me from doing more digging and planting this evening. The prep work for the Gold Nugget mandarin is done, other than that nicked water line. The one single zucchini/pattypan hybrid seed I sprouted inside is now out there giving it its all, hoping for not-too-cold nights. What the heck. I put more seeds down near the baby plant–we can sauté the flowers and skip scaring the neighbors with the excess.
The friend who’d recommended Black Jack figs has hers espaliered.
He most wanted it up against the back fence, thinking how about to the far right from the cherry picture.
I could so easily espalier it right there and ditch the ugly Costco fake-wine-half-barrel thing and that would work really well.
If I wanted to. Not sure I do. Fig trees are pretty and I want it pretty. (Okay, and I’ve never done anything remotely like espalier work before.) But we could always transplant later–the Stella used to be in that same pot.
So I took it over by the tea roses where he wanted.
But at that point I was fast running out of daylight and a decision had to be made.
A stick in the mud in the pot. Plunk. It’ll do for now.