So last year I purchased another fig tree, a tiny one that I wouldn't technically classify as a 'tree' so much as a sprout... and then I proceeded to run over it with the lawnmower.
In addition to killing the tree, I thought I'd ruined the mower, because I'd surrounded the tiny tree with big rocks to draw attention to it (and still managed to mow over it), and as the blades passed over the rocks there was a loud *POP* and the mower died. Turns out, it jiggled a connection loose, and once that was repaired, the royal mower was fine.
Today marked the arrival of my new fig tree as well as a beautiful jasmine. Oh happy day!
The poor things were baking in the mailbox for a couple of hours before I got to them, but they look great and I am very, very happy. I purchased from an Etsy seller named 9GreenBox and if I need more trees I will definitely order from them again.
The little leaf on the bottom may be broken beyond repair but I'm going to give it a couple of days to be sure.
They were taped to keep the soil in, then put into a plastic bag (I assume to capture the moisture). The instructions were basically to remove that material and soak the rootballs for about an hour (ha! rootballs, yes, the Queen still finds this humorous). After that the plants are pretty much good to go. And they do look like they perked up.
I expect that the jasmine will start to spread out a little as time goes on. Isn't it pretty? The King and I are both excited... we love jasmine.
You can also see that my parsley cutting has started to unwilt. Yeah, that's a word. So I hope that my cutting experiment is a success and as my plants grow I can further propagate them. Free plants!!!
And more exciting still, I have four little green sproutlings in the lettuce pot!
Grow babies grow!
Poor Daisy Bear had a tick on her snout this morning, very close to her nose. I have a metal tick key that I have used with mixed results, but this was a sensitive area and I didn't really want to take the chance that I would hurt her. Besides, about half the time, the head doesn't come along for the ride.
Lucky for me I had just received my Tick Twister in the mail. They look like a cross between a little plastic crowbar and a gardening trowel, and they come in packs of two with a smaller and larger version to handle different sized ticks. You put the slit around the tick, then twirl. The tick gets disoriented and lets go... and then you have him.
Another great thing about them? You don't have to touch the tick, because that really creeps me out.
I didn't think it was going to be as easy as they made it look, but the tick just let go. No tugging at all! The head was still attached... All that was left to do was flush it down the toilet or burn it with fire (guess what I chose to do).
The Queen thinks the Tick Twister is THE MOST AWESOME THING EVER!!!
So that's all for tonight... not the most exciting day ever, but I have to find excitement where I can.
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