I checked on my rescue tree yesterday, and it was looking like that stressed and droopy fold was returning to its leaves.
I know this is its first summer of heat on its own after last year’s disruption of its roots.
If it is anything like me, it feels intimidated by the repeat of a pattern of heat where it gaspingly previously struggled.
So last night, I had to go that way again and only had about two 20-oz bottles worth of water with me, yet it was enough to dribble around its roots in a circular pattern for two completions.
Today when I drove by, it looked to have perked up – and in the warm breeze, it looked as if its now-brighter green leaves and brown branch fronds were waving more cheerfully at me.
Guess I’m back on summer patrol, again – at least until the weather returns to more reasonable!
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