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Now for Some Happy News

Our Meyer lemon tree, loaded with fruit. You might remember how sad I was last Christmas when I mentioned we'd lost our lemon, grapefruit and orange trees to citrus greening disease. My guy stopped watering and fertilizing them, and we faced the unhappy job of digging them up and burning them. Only we got busy and my guy kept putting it off, as he was hoping a treatment would be developed that we could use to try to save them.

Our white grapefruit tree, also loaded with fruit. While we were busy, all the signs of citrus greening gradually disappeared. The trees thrived. The orange tree put out dozens of flowers for the first time in years. By the middle of summer all three trees had lots of fruit on them.

Our Valencia orange tree, likewise loaded with tons of fruit (the most out of all three trees.) My guy did more research, and it's possible that what we thought was citrus greening was a reaction to him over-fertilizing and over-watering. It could also be an iron or nitrogen deficiency. Anyway, since he left the trees alone almost all of the yellow leaves are gone now, and they have more fruit on them than any other year in the past. We don't know for sure (I'm still trying to find a place to test them), but odds are they didn't have citrus greening.

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Maria Zannini said…
They're beautiful! I'm so glad you didn't dig them up.

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