We had a guest many months ago who is a highly experienced gardener. After hearing me express interest in growing all things beautiful and delicious, he began dropping off plants now and then to try to encourage me to garden. Most of them have been sitting in front of the house for months. But one little baby fig tree has finally found a home.

A wonderful woman who I have been studying with for over a year came over early this morning with her husband and finally laid that little tree to rest in a beautiful spot in the backyard. (Guess she was tired of seeing it in the little black plastic pot all these weeks.)

I am so appreciative to both of them (someone’s got a basket of muffins coming their way….) for taking the initiative. I absolutely love fresh figs right off the tree, as I may have mentioned in previous posts. And even though Jewish law requires we wait four years to enjoy the fruit, I am still so psyched about watching this little beauty grow. The amazing thing is that even in the little plastic pot, the tree had started laying down roots. When they picked it up to bring it to the back of the house it was actually partially attached to the ground. They were able to cut away the plastic pot and leave the new roots intact.

Our little baby fig tree is surrounded by oaks and maybe a pine or two that are humongous. They will fight it for nutrients, and it will have to be tough to survive. But I think having it’s little head start in the front, in that little plastic pot, is a good thing. And definitely being laid to rest in the ground by such loving, experienced hands is a great thing.

Looking forward to years of growth, beauty, shade and eventually succulent fruits.