Until last year, it was hidden by a red shed, which has me now thinking that Mama planted the seed after the shed was built in 1989, thereabouts. That makes the tree about 29 years old.
Yesterday morning a branch grazed the top of my head, so I got the pruning shears to trim it as it would get in the Husband's way.
Lo and behold! I saw an avocado, the size of my tiny finger, hanging from beneath leaves on that low branch. I looked and looked. Yup, avocados. A whole lot of tiny avocados growing! This is the first time that avocado tree is bearing fruit. Wowza!
Although Mama is physically gone, the Spirit of Mama continues to whisper to her plants.