First of all, a note on yesterday’s post. I apologize to my tiny lizard friend for assuming that he was “lousy at hide and seek.” In fact, I’m apparently not one of the cool kids in the backyard (big surprise!) and didn’t know that the game being played was actually peek-a-boo, and I was being skunked by a grand master. The editorial management of this site regrets the error and we’re looking into sacking the offending staff. Or at least flogging them.
While SoCal does have some trees (all imported from places far more temperate and moist, I assure you) which turn fall colors, they’re pretty much non-existent in our yard.
We have one fruit tree (peach, maybe?) which has never borne fruit in the 5+ years we’ve been here, but the leaves do turn yellow and fall off in the fall.
Compared to seeing whole valleys and mountain sides in New England covered in flaming red maple leaves, or miles upon miles of sunburst yellow aspens in the Rockies, this is a little short on the spectacular.
But you take what you can get. It’s not this tree’s fault, it’s doing its best. It would be nice if it could produce an actual fruit someday so that we could know what kind of tree it is, but that’s beyond my job description.
Happy Autumn from the land of pine trees, palm trees, and cactus!
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