Last week, the weather was in the 70s, so what does Frank do? He puts his tender, grown-in-the-warm-kitchen treelets outside, and, now has a beautiful, collection of small trees with sunburned, scorched leaves. I am a moron....and should've known better. But, I couldn't get my fat behind in gear, to do the "fig shuffle", and took the easy way out of doing all the work. Result: burned leaves, bad temper, and, greatly expanded my repetoire of curse-words.
Lesson learned the hard way.
Frank