It's happened again. A perfectly good plant has risen from the compost. I don't compost like folks do 'up north.' I simply go out and dig a hole for the kitchen scraps. It never fails. A few days will pass and it has all been turned back into lovely unrecognizable, organic matter.
I now have three beautiful baby Mango trees. They are just striving to be the biggest best sweetest mangoes ever. I've gotten the "go" to replant these tree-wannabes elsewhere. Another 5-6 years and we'll see some blooms hopefully.
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oh yeah- now the compost pile has spouted beans, beans, beans- what kind I'm not exactly sure yet.
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