Non compost compost

My favorite gardening technique is letting things plant themselves…

These little squash plants (what kind, who knows) are growing from my “compost” (noun) for a transplanted palm that didn’t in fact compost (verb).

Meanwhile, my recent re-jiggering of my non-composting compost has resulted in another little accidental garden. (I have no idea what that big-leaf plant in the background is, but it’s obviously happy and it’s not bothering me.)

Closer view of the non-garden “garden.”

The last palta

I blogged about the last avocado on the “big” tree a short while ago. Seeing the new red leaves sprouting, we both got the feeling that the “little” tree was ready to be fully harvested, so today I scampered up the ladder and removed the last dozen or so,none of which is particularly visually appealing.

And I find this quite interesting: the last avocado (because I left it there) has been eaten on the limb, the first time (happily) we’ve seen this.

Half-eaten avocado in tree, Uruguay

Likewise, as with almost every day the past few weeks, there was another half-eaten on the ground. I left that in place as well, for the critter/s to continue their end-of-season feast.