One of my favourite blog titles (and blogs), is 'Patient Gardener', the ongoing story of how Helen is going in her garden in Malvern Wells, in England. I've been tempted occasionally, and not very seriously, to rebadge my blog 'The Impatient Gardener' because I am afraid that is what I am. Here's a small example of the impatient gardener at work, courtesy of a small citrus problem I discovered recently.
|Ditto the 'Tahiti' lime tree: healthy new|
leaves, chicken poo smells, too many
flowers and happiness all-round.
|Even the hospital patient potted Thai|
lime tree has staged a recovery, new
leaves galore thanks to the change
of pot and potting mix, plus lots of TLC.
|The Thai lime is also covered in teeny|
little flower buds, the signs of many
uniquely ugly fruit to come. Ugly?
OK, if everything is so hunky dory in the citrus department, where's the impatient gardener tale? See below...
|So, get out my copy of Judy McMaugh's great book,|
'What Garden Pest or Disease is That?' and in no
time it seems that we're talking iron deficiency, folks.
Oh oh... well at least I followed the packet directions for the iron chelates and didn't overdo it, but – and it's a big but – if I was a truly patient gardener I would have noticed the problem, checked with the experts first, waited a while and probably it would all have come good all by itself.
Patience is not merely a virtue, it also has its virtues. It's a shame that I seem to regularly remind myself of that just after I've been impatient yet again.