Wednesday, May 22, 2019

Food forest, no fertilizers, no pesticides.

He made me laugh when he ate the peach.

That's how I feel about peaches around here, but his feeling is more intense because he grew them.

In Louisiana we had two pecan trees that were part of a pecan plantation. Everyone in the development had two pecan trees. That's how the lots were plotted from the plantation. They were all very old trees. Like scary Halloween trees in the fall when the leaves fell off them. 

There was also a large wisteria that was actually the most beautiful thing back there. A mockingbird built a nest in the wisteria and attacked us whenever we went into the yard, while her little babies were growing. She was a dive-bomber. 

In the back of the lot at the edge of the property were fourteen small peach trees. We didn't know what to do with them. So we didn't do anything with them. Their production was disappointing. Tiny peaches not worth the trouble. Although the caterpillars were interesting. And looking back, I just wish I had been more interested. If only we had something like YouTube that could just tell us what needed to be done. 

1 comment:

chickelit said...

You can't help the revolution, because there's just evolution ... Every time I'm in Georgia, I eat a peach for peace ... the two-legged Georgia variety

~Duane Allman