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It is here. Spring is taking its normal path through our county. We’ve enjoyed some amazing sunny days, cool by Sonoma County terms, but very sunny. There is also a requirement somewhere in the contract of our spring that we have have to have a few final assaults of both wind and rain that really knock us and our trees about. They both happened in the past week and thus, may be history now.
Our trees took the whole thing in stride. The redwoods look wonderful, except for our two struggling ones — but they’ve struggled for several years now and we actually lost one to whatever the affliction is in that corner of the backyard. Our driveway sycamore trees were planted in a bad spot with terrible water and drainage, surrounded by water glutton ivy that likely starves them even more, but after a good pruning last summer, they’re looking better and I’m hopeful they’ll do better this year.
An then, there is our volunteer and transplanted ornamental cherry tree. I shared some photos of this little guy last week and this week, things have improved tremendously. Look at the first shot below, right at the fence shadow line. Do you see it? I almost didn’t because it’s so small, so I took the second shot and zoomed in some. Look at the fold of my top finger and there you’ll see the first fruit of this new member to my small tree collection. It’s really tiny and, after a partial search of the the rest of the tree, concluded that this, so far, is the only fruit on the tree.
Recall that this is an ornamental tree, so these fruit will not be gracing anyone’s bowl of ice cream ever, but the appearance of this one fruit is being taken by me as further evidence of the health of the tree. Last week one of our peers who is more knowledgeable than me told me that transplanted trees don’t grow at all for the first ‘n’ years after being transplanted and ‘n’ = the number of inches wide the trunk is. This tree has a double truck but both are less than an inch so I was not expecting ‘growth’ this year, but leaves and maybe blossoms. But now, this guy is showing off. I’ve noted new leaves (lots) and blossoms (not as many) mentioned already but now also fruit (just one, but it counts) and growth. I’ve examined the ends of many of its small branches and almost all of them have new growth spurting out the end. The thing is filling out, if not getting taller.
Okay, I need to close the loop on a note from last week. Recall that I had an ‘knee-full’ encounter with a new larger lizard in our backyard. He’d wandered into a live rat trap I have out and stepped on the release plate which slammed the door and closed him inside. He did it twice in fact. Anyway, when I tried to release him, he was reluctant to leave the small cage. It was early. He was cold and being in the trap perhaps from the previous afternoon, hadn’t had his coffee yet, poor soul. All that to say after leaving him for several minutes, with him barely moving, I sat the trap on my knees and gently prodded him out with a twig. He moved, but stopped on my knee and just sat there for a few minutes. It was long enough for me to pull out my phone and snap a photo, but at the time I did not recognize what he was but only that he was not one of the alligator lizards who live nearby. One reader, who lives in the same county as we do reminded me that he is a blue belly lizard and if I’d caught him with my hand, I could have turned him over to reveal where his name comes from.
I’ve seen him a few more times but the herd of smaller alligator lizards is larger and pretty much own the back patio area. They are in charge of keeping the insect population under control.
That’s it for me this week. Thanks for stopping by.
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