Another season for backyard fig tree

Will transform again. It was warm enough for my dear wife Karen and I to pull our potted fig tree out from its winter spot inside our house and back on the backyard patio. It will go through its annual transformation in Central New York. Knock on wood. This is its third year since our…

Ready for spring

Comfy indoors. Our backyard fig tree has enjoyed its winter inside. This is its third indoor season with us, and to my eye at least, its biggest sprawl in my dear wife Karen’s dressing room. Bring on the warmth and sun of spring. We want to eat figs from this beauty come fall.

Keeping up with the fig

Getting wide. Yes, the fig tree brought to our house by our friend and master figger John made it through another winter inside our house. My dear wife Karen nursed it well in her dressing room. At the start of summer, it’s quite wide in its pot. No signs of figs, though …

Signs of figs!

Keep on sprouting, please and thank you. A wonderful August development has popped up with our backyard fig tree. My dear wife Karen and I have noted the arrival of possible figs. Could be fruit in our future. This would be a first from the tree gifted us as a baby twig from our friend…

Don’t get confused, teenage fig

Indoor sprout. My dear wife Karen noticed something pushing the sheet we’d placed on our wintering teenage fig tree higher and higher. Keep it dormant, said friend John, our fig tree expert who’d gifted us this tree as a baby last spring. The covered tree seemed to have other ideas. We’re hoping this does not…

Call it the teenage fig

Coming to the conclusion of its first growing season in our backyard, I would say the planting has gone from baby fig to toddler fig to teenage fig. Thank you, friend John, for your very special delivery.

Hello, baby fig tree

My friend John visited after work to diagnose the big fig tree he’d delivered in November. We’d been texting about some concerns rattling around my brain since he’d told me it was OK to take it out from its winter home in our shed. He’d mulled over my texted photos and decided it was time…

Figuring out our new tree

My friend John sent over a text that declared it was OK to take the fig tree he delivered from his careful pruning at the end of autumn out of our shed. My dear wife Karen and I teamed to hand-cart it onto its new backyard home. Half sun, half shade will be its new…