The Kiefer Pear in the picture was just a stick for a month, and shot up when I cut her down to the thick part in the middle.
I hope this finds everyone well. Life is a struggle. Not sure why but that's the way it is. This year I decided to start some fruit and shade trees. Out in the presert! Crazy, I know. I can't tell you how many trees I've attempted to grow out here. This year I was fortunate enough to find older trees. A couple years old. I have many things against me here. The wind, the sand, the lack of water, the temperature, etc. Oh, and I live on a hill. If you've never lived in a desert, it's unlike anything else. My ground is a combination of sand and clay. Not the best for growing anything but weeds and cacti. I've spent many hours watering sticks. Wandering around the yard watering nothing, being followed by my furry four legged loyal companions. I was diligent, but ignorant. I did nearly everything wrong. I watered at night. Which seems to make sense, but I got fungus. Thank goodness for neem oil! I'm finally figuring out plants. Every one is unique. They will tell you how they are managing. The highest recorded wind near me has been over one hundred miles an hour! In order to grow anything I've had to add good organic soil to the sand and clay. And mix thoroughly. I've had to search the interwebs for answers, for many hours. I will be fertilizing regularly and carefully. Next year I plan to plant a lot on the east side of my bus. Full sun doesn't apply here for a lot of smaller plants and seeds. Especially when it's 100 degrees. I'm inclined to over water so I inspect every plant and tree. I touch them all to check for anything out of the ordinary. I have a chat with them. Since they are all new, within the last couple months, I have to pay close attention. I check the soil every day, using the very high tech human finger technique. This is my first go with fruit trees. Right after planting new trees this year we had the first freeze of the year. It was April. Also the first snow of the year. I got over a foot. You probably remember from my post. I unfortunately lost my roses and some peach and plum trees in the frost. I thought I lost my other trees. I cut them down below the dead stuff, and I went back to watering sticks. Why? When I told myself that I would fail at growing anything? When it seemed like everything was stacked against me? Because I have faith. Not in a god. In myself. In the planet. In the presert. Faith that I can build what I see in my dreams. Faith that I deserve what I see in my dreams. I watered sticks for years so I can have trees. I've learned pretty much everything the hard way, because I'm stubborn and headstrong. It's difficult to admit that I don't know everything. Today I have some trees, and I am grateful. Next year hopefully I'll have flowers, and eventually fruit and shade. It's the struggle that makes it so amazing when things work out. Keep watering sticks, Ceeeej
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