Gingko Sprout

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Ginko Sprout
June 28, 2010


Wow — perhaps? — I can't believe there's a sprout already. But here it is. I'm skeptical, however. It might not be a gingko. What is it supposed to look like?

Picture from the Ginkgo Bilboa Pages

I've been searching. This looks about right!

And yes, now I think I've confirmed it. Here's a shot from another participant in the Tree Project: Ya-wen Chang.

Ya-wen's photo of the gingko sprout. From the Tree Project.



The Gingko Pages has lots of info on how to grow gingko trees from seeds. I'm sorry to say that I didn't follow any of these recommended germination methods. Yikes. I just put the seeds in the ground. But it's been so hot here lately that maybe nature is just doing what it has to do.

I'm holding my breath! Hiroshi ~~ I hope it's going to work this time! I love the Tree Project!

Julie Walton Shaver kept a blog about her try at gingko too, complete with great photos and step by step instructions. Her pictures further confirm that my sprout is indeed a gingko — but she's got an amazing mystery story to tell too! Thanks for the cautionary advice, Julie! And, if I try to grow a gingko again, I'm going to look more closely at your instructions and terrific illustrations here. Nice work! (Wish I had seen it sooner.)

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