Once, long ago, when I thought I knew everything, I planted an avocado seed. I read that if you cut the seed in half, stuck toothpicks in the sides to hold it upright in a cup of water, it would sprout roots.
It did. I planted it in soil and it grew. I had no idea what an avocado tree would look like. I thought it would be exotic. There wasn’t much exotic in small town Saskatchewan, except my avocado tree.
I didn’t prune it so the stalk would beef up. It eventually fell over and died.
Now I have many beautiful trees and flowers in a magical garden in Mexico. I don’t have an avocado tree. I will plant another seed, watch it grow and prune it to grow the stalk strong.
These days, I don’t know anything. I will listen to our gardener, Solomon, and anyone else that will stand still long enough for me to learn all I can about planting and cultivating my garden in that beautiful place. Read about my “Farm” here.