When I was sauntering through the nursery this past spring, I came upon an interesting artichoke plant. It was only a few inches tall and I thought I'd give it a try. I asked the nursery employee about growing artichokes and if I could ever expect to actually harvest one and she said that some people have luck with them the first year and some don't, and that if I covered it up for the winter and protected it, it might come back next year and produce an artichoke in it's second season. I loved the look of it, so I took my chances, figuring the $1.79 was worth a try.
I wish I had taken a "before" picture. A few days after planting it, it looked sick and it's branches were laying on the ground looking fairly lifeless. I kept watering it every day and it still didn't look like it had when I bought it. Ok, so I figured I was killing it.
Then, a miracle happened. It was like the little artichoke plant that could. It started growing and growing, and it went from near death to thriving in a matter of weeks. It must like our bright Colorado sunshine and the water I was dousing it with daily, and it zoomed up to a couple feet tall. I was happy with the progress it had made and it became a large ornamental fixture in the corner of the garden. If it never produced an artichoke I was happy because it was a huge commanding presence of a plant and looked really cool. Then disaster struck. Ants moved in. For some reason they loved the artichoke and were using it as a high-rise condominium. Normally I wouldn't use pesticides in my garden, but I couldn't help it. They were taking over my gorgeous plant and I nuked them all. It was chemical warfare. I sprayed and sprayed until they were banished from the artichoke village they had created.
Last week we were out of town. One of the best parts about coming home after a week away in the summer is coming home to see what changes have happened in the garden. That is, if you are lucky enough to have a house sitter that watered it, which I was. In the past I have come home to a dried up garden, but not this time. When I went to the artichoke corner of the garden, what an amazing sight ! My artichoke had actually sprouted an artichoke!
One of the most rewarding parts of gardening for me is when these unexpected successes happen. I always know that when I plant zucchini I will end up with a gazillion of them, in fact you can't really kill them off. But, the artichoke was a victory for me!
I can't wait for the day that I lovingly pick the artichoke, prepare it with butter and lemon and savor every last bite of it.
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