Today, I will be hiding out in the
greenhouse. Don't tell anyone. I'll be there, with my trusty guard
cat, Oreo, pretending to work, potting up my green babies. In
actuality, I'm just avoiding the inevitable.
The Master Gardener police will be
arriving any moment to revoke my membership.
I deserve it.
Because the truth is...
I am a plant murderer.
It wasn't intentional, I promise. There
was no premeditation, no plan to off an ugly specimen to make way for
a new, lovely purchase. If I'm guilty of anything, I loved my plants to
death.
My remorse is overwhelming.
Last spring, I succumbed to temptation.
(Isn't that how these sad stories always begin?) The desire to test
my gardening mettle proved too great, and I obsessed with growing
citrus for my family.
Citrus. In our zone 7b garden. Foolish,
you say—and you're correct. But I had a plan.
In my mind, lovely containers of dwarf
lemon, orange, and clementine trees, heavy with fruit and smelling of bliss, could easily move from
garden to greenhouse when the weather proved too chilly. I would
nurture them, baby them, and then feed my family heavenly doses of
healthy vitamin C, grown with a mother's love.
All went well...for awhile. The six
citrus trees thrived in the South Carolina heat with barely a pest in
sight. When my friend Libby mentioned she was eating homegrown
oranges in Charleston, I barely registered jealousy—knowing that
soon we, too, would feast on deliciousness. As the fall days turned
shorter and cooler, I moved the containers into the greenhouse to
avoid frost.
And there they sat, patiently waiting
for spring.
I visited them, inspecting for pests,
checking their health, but letting them rest, too.
Stunning, divine blooms began appearing
on one of the orange trees. Another began sporting tiny buds. I
became obsessed with sniffing their scent, watching as miraculously
blooms began opening and filling the greenhouse with fragrance.
Until this point, the greenhouse
remained unheated. But seedling season began, and as soon as the tiny
green babies began showing their heads, I turned the propane on
full-throttle to a toasty 75 degrees.
Suddenly, one morning as I watered the
seedlings, I heard strange noises. Fearing a furry critter resided in
the greenhouse, I turned around and watched in horror as leaves
dropped, one by one, into huge piles beneath each citrus tree's
container.
My first reaction, of course, was to
cover up the crime. Had I forgotten to water? Quick, let's give them
a good drenching. Was it time to fertilize? Not sure, but let's add
some organic Dr. Earth citrus tree nutrients. And then let's water a
little more.
In my panic, I committed more crimes
against these poor, defenseless trees...until they looked like this:
Gone were the beautiful blooms, filled
with potential. The tiny buds dropped, unopened, into the mounds of
leaves. Only thorny remnants remained to mock me.
I mourned my actions and researched
what went wrong—then I had a blinding glimpse of the obvious and
headed to the grower's website. (Please note:
these trees arrived in beautiful condition from Four Winds Growers.
They supplied detailed instructions on how to plant dwarf citrus trees
in containers, and the trees thrived until they...didn't. I highly
recommend them.)
Here's what I learned:
As any decent gardener knows, extreme
shifts in temperature will adversely affect the plant. Ironically, less than two weeks ago, I lectured a class full of organic gardeners about the need to
harden-off seedlings. Why did I think my citrus
trees could handle the cold of an unheated greenhouse one day, and
then bask happily in permanent 75 degrees? Of course they were going
to revolt.
For further proof, here's a quote from
the website:
“...dislikes abrupt temperature
shifts.”
Oh, really? Sheesh. What was I thinking?
So, yes, I claim complete
responsibility for my poor leafless, bloom-less sticks.
However, the
charges against me might change to reckless endangerment rather than
murder. Apparently, the lovely people at Four Winds Growers
anticipate distraught gardeners who've potentially murdered their
plants. They kindly tell us that a naked citrus tree doesn't necessarily spell
its demise. By lightly pruning it back, new growth might be encouraged to appear.
There is hope.
As part of my penance, I thought I'd
share some of the tips provided by Four Winds Growers to help you
avoid my painful path. Growing citrus should be a pleasure, not a
crime.
How to Grow Dwarf Citrus in a Container
- Order trees from a reputable source. Dwarf varieties are grafted onto rootstock that maintain the tree's smaller size, which makes them perfect for containers. And containers mean that you can grow citrus, even if your zone says not—just bring the plant inside...slowly.
- Use a container that's twice the size of the root ball, and make certain it has good drainage.
- Fill the container with a slightly acidic, loam-based potting soil that allows good water flow. You don't want to use heavy garden soil, which can compact and cause root rot.
- Site the plant so that it receives 8-12 hours of sun.
- Maintain a temperature between 55-85, with 65 degrees as ideal. If you make a change, acclimate your tree slowly to the new temperature. (In other words, do not place it suddenly in front of propane heater.)
- Provide regular watering, but keep the plant drier in winter to avoid root rot. Citrus trees like moist air, which can be accomplished by using a humidifier or misting.
- Fertilize every three weeks in spring and summer with a high nitrogen organic fertilizer for citrus trees. In fall and winter, fertilize every six weeks.
- Move plants indoors before frost, slowly acclimating them to indoor conditions. Likewise, carefully acclimate the plants to the outdoors in spring, first positioning the plant in partial shade, later moving to full sun to avoid shocking the plant and scorching leaves.
- Watch for signs of pests or disease. Yellow foliage can indicate lack of fertilizer or over-watering, and some leaf drop is normal in hot summer months. However, monitor for severe problems to ensure the plant's health.
By following instructions and not
murdering your plants, you can expect fruit and flowers on 2-3 year
old dwarf trees. Harvest time varies, depending on the variety. Most
lemons and limes require 6-9 months from bloom to edible fruit, while
oranges take up to a year for harvest.
Now, you're ready to grow your own
citrus. I hope the Master Gardener police will let me off with a
warning, as I've shared my shame as part of my rehabilitation. I'm
off to prune the trees, hoping to push that new growth.
Until then, thank goodness for The Orange Shop at LocalHarvest.
Hanging my head in shame...
Julie
I had to chuckle over this post. I feel your pain/shame! I, too, caught the citrus fever and purchased a lime tree about 4 years ago. After three years of shuttling it in and out of my garage, and very low fruit yield, I decided it was going on "death row." I left it nestled in between two large shrubs up against the side of my house....outside! Guess what? It's doing just fine. I guess it could have been a different story with a cold winter. Dang thing won't die even when I tried to kill it!
ReplyDeleteAnita--how funny! Isn't it the case that the things we want to grow and thrive end up dying, while they plants we don't care about decide to mock us? Murphy's Law, right? ;-)
DeleteI had a Meyer lemon that did that. I pruned it back, and it grew out just fine. Unfortunately, we had to leave it in AZ for someone else to enjoy, and it was fruiting when we left it :-(
ReplyDeleteOh, so sorry you had to leave it behind! But--you've made me very happy, knowing that you had success with the pruning. Crossing my fingers and toes! I'll be so disappointed if I've killed 6 citrus trees!
DeleteOh, so sorry you had to leave it behind!
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