I have been a neglectful gardener of late.
We have now had about a month straight of triple-digit temperatures, and as I've mentioned in previous posts, the last thing I want to do is be in the garden.
That doesn't mean I'm not, but I'm sure not spending as much time as I would like it didn't feel like a sauna.
Everything looks crunchy outside, but I am amazed at those plants that seem almost cheery in the garden -- like my olive trees.
These appear to be the most vibrant specimens in my garden. We planted them more than 4 years ago. They were so small when they were planted -- barely to my waist. Now they tower over my husband. An arborist once told us that olive trees, which are native to the Mediterranean and parts of Africa, are really suited to Central Texas. They love the soil and the heat. They nearly doubled in size the summer we had all the rain -- 2007. And it seems like every time it rains they grow even more. If the tag from the nursery is right, it will begin making olives in three years.
Olives are really fascinating trees. Find out more on Wikipedia.
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