Well, my companions took the cold rather hard. And we’re talking cold. Here is what our December looked like.
That’s the date on the left, then the high, then the low (circled), then the average. All in Degrees Celsius. Peaches and Nectarines start taking damage at -15C, risk death starting at -20C, and, well, at -29.1C, they look like this at the end of January, coming out of dormancy.
Ouch! This wood should be pale green or white.
That’s a Red Haven on the left, a mature tree that survived -29 last year but with only a couple dozen peaches, and a few dead limbs. That’s an old nectarine in the middle, that lost more limbs last year, and had only 2 nectarines. That’s a young tree on the right, an unknown heritage variety, that is, perhaps the best of the three. The fruit buds look ok so far. I’ve seen peach trees push through this kind of thing before, grow new wood around the dead core, but, whew, two years in a row, that’s a tough thing. I’ll keep you posted!
Categories: Agriculture, Atmosphere
We had -38 C. in Quick, but only in my dreams could we try peaches. One fellow grew one in a micro-climate years ago, I was told, in a sort of greenhouse shelter.
I love his spirit!
In Ashcroft 2021, my weather station recorded a -29C low to a 50.1C high (the day that Lytton burned up), and near-total drought. I’m going to grow bunchgrass for seed – back to the original inhabitants of this country.