A few years ago I planted a pomegranate tree. I put it in a large container. We have little beasts that eat the roots of treasured plants like artichokes and roses, and I have had way too many go under. However I wish now that I put the pom into the soil. I think it would have made it and produced many more fruits at this stage.
The first year it gave me one little fruit, the year after two or three small fruits. The third year I watered it, as it was covered with blossoms, and all the blossoms dropped. And this year, drought or no drought, I let the plant be. And was graced with a bowl full these lovelies.
True to any fruiting tree, time is the pay dirt.
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