A couple of weeks ago, I gave away two macadamia plants I’ve had for 12 years. These were grown from seeds picked from a backyard in up in the hills of Queensland.
It’s odd not seeing their familiar holly-shaped leaves in the garden, or having to be cautious when I’m near them. The leaves are prickly.
I left the plants there with more than a twinge of regret and came home to a garden without two familiar long-time residents.
But after sweltering all these years down in the muggy heat of the tropical lowlands, I think it’s time they were relocated. I bet they will be happier where they are now.
Nestled among other tropical plants at 2300 feet above sea level, perhaps they may even think they’re back home at Mount Tambourine.