Today I’m going over to our old place to wrap up moving. Though we’ve moved our clothing and furniture and computers and food and every single one of the children, we have not yet moved my plant collection.
I’m starting to think I shouldn’t have started a plant collection again.
Of course, I didn’t know I’d be moving from a 2.5 acre farm to a 3/2 apartment without a yard.
When I moved here, I was pretty darn sure I’d be planting a new food forest within a year, on my own piece of land, and so I started coffee trees and planted cashew nuts and potted up sprouting coconuts.
Now those trees are ready to get into the ground – and we don’t have ground.
I’m not complaining, however. Our new place has much better internet, a marvelous view, and lots of living space. And air conditioning, which is really, really nice in the tropics.
It just doesn’t have a place for fruit trees or even yam beds.
So now I’m wondering what to do with all the trees. Pot them up? Give them away?
We don’t have any land possibilities right now, so I think I may need to just write off the effort, pot up a few I know I want to keep (bilimbi!), and give the rest away.
The real estate market is a complicated thing here. A lot of it is based on word of mouth and many of the listings online are expired or ridiculously expensive as they’re targeted towards rich foreigners. Though we’ve hunted, we’ve not had luck.
I’ll probably be borrowing land for a while and that’s okay. Everything works out. And I am rather enjoying not having to string trim.