My raspberries are getting out of control so I’d packed over my hoe and shovel and begun working on corralling them, moving some, stringing some up, pulling some weeds, and noting what needs to be done later. Then there was the neighboring compost pile that needed stirring and raking.
That’s when I saw it. A little plant growing out of the compost. It was about a foot tall with shiny leaves. It clearly wasn’t a weed because there was only one. Weeds never hang out by themselves, they always bring their friends and relatives. This was a solitary plant that looked to be a tree of some kind but not a plum or an apple like the trees growing nearby. No, it was something else, something familiar but I wasn’t sure what.
Whatever it was it needed to be moved. It was in the middle of a thicket of rogue raspberry plants and an old compost pile both of which I was rearranging. So I dug it up. There, just below the surface of the dirt, at the base of the stem, was the seed from which the plant had grown. An avocado pit. It was an avocado tree growing in my compost pile!
And it was doing just fine. It had great nutrients from the compost and was enjoying the heat of summer. It had no way of knowing that in a few more weeks or a month we will have our first frost and that will kill the brave little tree. It didn’t know and it didn’t worry, it just grew.
Remember the “Bloom where you are planted” posters? My compost avocado was doing just that.
I transplanted it into a pot. It is still outside but I’ll bring it in before the first frost. And I will remember its story.