When I was younger (and way more fun), I was quite the emotional and highly strung lass. I have, of course, mellowed greatly with age, and indeed, also with having small children. When you are liable to be woken up in the predawn hours of the day with a toy truck being driven over your legs "for the bumps", you either mellow out or check into the mental home.
Today, however, in a nod to my younger self, I have gone from extreme excitement, to extreme confusion, to worried desperation, all in the space of several hours.
Worried desperation may be a tad dramatic - I never quite got over my dramatic tilt.
Now the extreme excitement from this morning was due to exhibition A, pictured above. These lovely little buds on my fabulous Wurtz Avocado tree had me in raptures. And it is just covered in them, I counted at least 20 of these little buds, and this is on a tree that wouldn't be much more than a metre high. Mental images of mountains of guacamole abounded.
In my high excitement I thought I'd do a little research, just to see how long it might take to fruit, and whether perhaps I should remove some of the buds. And that's when confusion set in.
It seems that if you have avocado tree type A, you need type B to pollinate it. And vice versa. Then I read something about the flowers opening one day as a male, and the next as a female. Then I read something about not worrying about having types A and B, as the flowering on one tree will overlap. And then I read something that said, yes do worry. And that's where the desperation set in.
I have no idea what to do.
Does my avocado need a "friend"?