How to Propagate Abies bracteata
The Santa Lucia Fir, a majestic sentinel of the California mountains, whispers its secrets reluctantly. Its seeds, stubbornly dormant, offer little hope. Cuttings, tiny slivers of ancient wood, demand a patient hand, a precise touch, a humidity-laced prayer whispered under a mist of hope. Each tiny root, a fragile victory wrested from stubborn genetics, a testament to the gardener’s unwavering devotion. The journey is arduous, a climb up a steep, sun-baked slope, but the summit—a thriving sapling, a mirror image of its parent—offers a breathtaking view, the reward a profound and abiding sense of accomplishment.