Last evening when Mr G and I pulled into the driveway after our jaunt up to Atlanta, there was a sizable oblong box propped up against the garage door...
I was too tired to care...Mr G poked at it and declared the box to contain Our Olive Tree...
and we went inside, leaving right there...
But, today we went out to open up the box...
The pot that came with the olive tree is much too small for the root ball...but while the Cheap Fiend in me had to grouse about that for a bit, the Gardener in me was a Happy Camper...
Plus, what gardener doesn't have a GaBillion pots sitting about the place anyway?
Anyhoo...the manner by which one comes into possession of an olive tree these days
It doesn't look quite like this, does it?
Well, all good things in time...knock on wood...
Sunday, November 26, 2006
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it's all about the journey...
3 comments:
Nope - not quite the same - but you've got one...yeah!!
LOL Doesn't it always work like that?
Yours will look like that in no time I'm sure!
I think it's great that you *can* grow and olive tree...although with global warming making a banana tree fruit in Wales perhaps I could give it a go! Oh, here's a link to a Fred Bassett cartton:
http://www.gocomics.com/fredbasset/
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