These stately desert trees provide food for present desert animals and they provided that and much more for the early inhabitants of the region. The fruit is borne on clusters of stalks which appear around this time of year. The dark tiny round pea-like "dates" become heavy as they mature and weigh down the stalks as they ripen. During a good year, one mature tree may provide up to two hundred pounds of fruit. Each comparatively large seed is covered by a fleshy sweet tasting covering. I have eaten some of these fruits which taste like the larger date from the date palm. Of course, the Cahuilla delighted in this sweet fruit, which they ate whole or in a tea-like concoction. They also dried, stored and ground the fruit to make a flour, which they used in sweet cakes. Palm fronds were used as thatch, the fronds made into cooking utensils, the fiber used in baskets, sandals and many other items. During drought, even the pith was used as food.
In nature, these trees occur in clusters, new seedlings constantly arising from seed until a "palm forest" is produced. There is a dense growth of palms adjacent to the Dos Palmas Reserve, near the Salton Sea...what fun to hike through it!
In our garden, what we first thought were all filiferas were locally purchased in one gallon pots. Having no idea of nature's cluster principal, we closely grouped our little trees just because it was easier to irrigate in groups. We copied nature's plan by mistake! The trees were so small, rabbits nibbled at them and we had to put chicken wire screens around all of them. They have all matured and we love the natural appearance they create in the garden. But BEWARE! Some turned out to be Washingtonia robusta, some were filifera and others a hybrid between the two. A member of the Native Palm Society told me it was difficult to identify a filifera until they become more mature and you can see the more fibrous nature of the palm.
The time has come, the lizard said, to talk of many things...of carrots, beets and rainbow chard...of peas and beans and raptor wings...why the sand is burning hot and why Borrego sings!
WELCOME ...A new resident ? Love the desert? Gardening a passion? Live in Borrego Springs? Thought you could not have a garden in the low desert desert? Ever wonder what desert living is like? READ ON !
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Desert gardening...what a pastime. Natives anxious to attack with thorns, stickers or burrs - earth always thirsty - critters always a step ahead of you - dainty moths turn into hungry caterpillars - coyote eats up part of the irrigation system - birds sample one fruit at a time - gopher pops up unexpected . Yet the first carrot, pea or tender piece of lettuce, the first lime or lemon of the season, the first cactus bloom , the first bright green mesquite sprig, the first bud on a plant...all give such a feeling of delight and satisfaction. Not to be traded for anything else! (JGP)
Super Addiction
When I started the blog, I thought a few words now and then would suffice...WRONG!
A strange pattern is emerging. Seems that guilt has stepped up to bat. Now, if I don't post every few days I FEEL THAT I HAVEN'T HAD MY FIX! I wonder if other bloggers have noticed this same phenomenom.
A strange pattern is emerging. Seems that guilt has stepped up to bat. Now, if I don't post every few days I FEEL THAT I HAVEN'T HAD MY FIX! I wonder if other bloggers have noticed this same phenomenom.
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Borrego Dragon
The Borrego Dragon Fable
IN THE EARLY DAYS, coyote walked many paths. One day, as he was pursuing his travels, he came to a very wide valley. Others warned him as he approached the valley, " You must not enter this place...NO ONE who has entered has ever returned. It is a bad place, guarded by a giant dragon, who kills all who try to pass through. To continue your journey safely, we strongly advise you to go the long way...around this evil place." Well, coyote listened, for he was very smart and often heeded good advice. However, coyote was also lazy and was often prone to use shortcuts. He figured the valley would save him a lot of time on this particular journey. He looked carefully and saw nothing much to alarm him. He decided to enter and pass through the valley. At first, he noticed nothing amiss. However, as he traveled deeper into that still, quiet place, he thought to himself, "This IS an unusual valley, for sure...I see no movement of any type and I am getting to feel a bit strange about this place." He did notice, however, some tall straight trees which had lost all their leaves and made the place look barren, indeed. OH,NO...he also noticed, under the trees, piles of old BONES... and the more he looked, the more bones he saw. He said, " I sure see a lot of bones, but I don't see any dragon...I'll bet he no longer lives here." And, with that, he heard a thunderous voice which echoed over the valley..." HAH, COYOTE! You should have listened to the advice...You are in my mouth, which IS the entrance to the valley!" Oh,oh, caught in a trap. But coyote is smart and moves quickly...as he heard Dragon's first words, he raced to one of the dead trees and, with a mighty yank, pulled it from the earth. He wedged the tree between the Dragon's jaws and as he did this, many animals of all kinds came running forth...pumas, bears, mountain sheep and more...even the smallest animals, gnats, flies, tics, bees and more...lizards, snakes, toads, salamanders and more...all ran from the Dragon's depths to freedom. Coyote watched as Dragon's jaws closed upon the sharp tree stake. He soon died and from that time to this, many of those same animals live here, in this place...and from time to time, many of the old bones and pieces of the dead trees are found here, in this very valley!
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