Thank-you for the kind words of encouragement and for the good news about gardening in Florida.
The fig 'problems", will be dealt with. Your suggestions about controlling RKN were great, and I thought these worms completely infested the soil/sand, whatever, and didn't know they could be controlled by heavy mulching. Thanks for the tips. I'm psyched.
Heat and Humidity: Sweltering is sweltering. I do it, each summer, in Da Bronx, I could do it in Florida while an alligator chews on my foot.
I will be in culture shock, I'm sure, for quite a while...especially if everybody is ...yech!...pleasant, and says "hello" for no good reason. What's up with that? And, all that damn smiling.... How will I manage dealing with being treated in a civil manner, and...without the NYC attitude? How do I handle being called "Sir"? Wink, wink : )))))
Sea food...love it, no problems....I'll eat most anything except those awful grits!
No judgements, no expectations...and I'll try to fit in. But my accent will give me away instantly. Can't do nuttin' about that. I'm friendly by nature, so I like meeting new people. I'll do fine. Besides, who will be able to resist my NYC charm?
Looking forward to my new adventure...but wish I was way younger. I'm not a fossil yet, but still, I'm no kid either. Can't wait to go to all the Gun Shows, flea markets, pawn shops, strapping on the feed bag at some "early-bird" specials....doin' some shootin' with my Black Powder guns, growing things that would never grow in NYC, and especially, having a growing season lasting longer than 3 months.
Seriously, the decision to relocate did not come easy. I did not mention this to the forum members, but, both my parents passed earlier this year, six weeks apart, in Jan. and Feb. I was primary care-giver for both, for way over 15 years. I did it all, with very little help. I'm no martyr, but I did what I had to do, and I was able to allow my 92 year old dad to stay in the house he loved, until one week before he passed. It wasn't easy. Now, I need some time for myself. Can't do the NYC winters anymore, the shoveling, the filth, the people. Will I miss that special NYC stench? You bet. Many years ago, I went to Puerto Rico for a quick, 4-day vacation. After 4 days, I flew back and landed at LaGuardia Airport, still daydreaming, and with a memory full of all the beautiful sights that PR had to offer. I stepped into the main terminal, and got a full wiff of stale urine wafting out tof the public bathrooms. I said to myself...."Ah...I'm back...vacation's over" I'll get used to a new way of life very quickly.
Frank