Hey folks, on another tack, I wanted to share a sad story with y’all. Last November Annette and I spent a week in Portland and while there happened upon an oak tree with acorns all over the ground. I picked up 3 of em and brought em home with the intent of germinating the little things.
So, we put em in a pot of dirt, set em on the basement windowsill and watered them with the other plants Annette brings in for the winter. December goes by, nothing, January, February, nothing. Then one day in March, lo and behold, a seedling.
Well, this little guy started to grow and after about a month we started to put it outside when the temp got above 50.
This went on for a few weeks and one day Annette said “hey, what happened to the sapling?”.
Turned out some damn rabbit came along and bit off the little trees right at the ground and then left them cause they were to hard to chew. I took the 2 plants, slit the stalks suspended them in water with some plant food and hoped they wood root again. They lasted about a month but finally withered and died and went to the happy compost pile in the sky.
But with most things in life there is a ying and a yang. Sunday I had Hassenpfeffer.