Last summer we had some delicious peaches.  I stuck 14 pits in one of the potato dirt bags after reading around on the internet to see what would actually work.  They need opportunity to freeze.

Two sprouted and, because I’m not always the sharpest tack in the box, I killed one.  I didn’t recognize its tiny leaves and thought it was a weed.  The sacrifice of the one saved the life of the other, however.  And it has been moved to a pot my cat isn’t tempted to sleep on.

I realize that it looks tiny in that huge pot, but I don’t expect to move it for a few years.