Some time ago, after preparing a calabacín (here butternut squash, not zucchini) for dinner, I took the “guts” with the seeds, threw them in some dirt in a flower pot, and said dare you to grow!
They took up the dare, and before too long I found myself having to replant 35 seedlings.
Of the five or six I planted alongside the house, only one appears to have survived.
And I notice we have a volunteer avocado tree there as well, which needs a better location.
A few months ago, when we had avocados daily, I tried starting quite a few of the seeds. None took. So here’s one apparently spilled out of the “compost” barrel (which never gets hot enough to actually compost anything), thriving.
This is why I don’t take gardening too seriously. If things want to grow, they grow. If I want them to grow, well, maybe. Still: time to get those babies into the ground!
Baby avocados: the beginning of our third harvest.
Baby orange — first time from tree #1:
Baby oranges — first time from tree#2.
This is what our avocado trees looked like in August 2015:
Note the large pine tree in the background to the right. It’s still there now:
The two little orange trees are front right. I had to transplant them from the country because wind and hard soil there were just too much. It’s taken them a long time to get comfortable here. Very cool to see fruit starting to form!