Back in June, when my mom was visiting from Hawaii, I purchased a locally grown cherimoya fruit for us to eat as a snack. “Save the seeds,” my mom said. “You can grow your own tree from them.”
I followed her directions and wrapped the seeds in a few layers of damp paper towels that I then sealed in a plastic sandwich bag and set on the windowsill. After several weeks, a few of the seeds had sprouted. This is what they looked like.
Isn’t that neat? I’m hoping to nurture these little seedlings and coax them into becoming a stronger plant that will eventually be big enough to plant in the yard. In the meantime, I’m very tickled with these little sprouts that I planted in a blue Fiestaware teacup.