Winter may have buried my garden for four months straight, but flowers were blooming indoors through the short days and long nights. A grow light and the warmth of our living room provided...
The clove I gave to one of my bosses began turning brown, one leaf at a time, and he brought it back to me to see if I could bring it back to health. Sadly, it was gone within about three weeks. I did everything I could, and nothing mattered.
My sole surviving clove tree at my house is about eight inches tall and still looking incredibly healthy. Every time I have to leave more than a day or two, I rush back into the house when I get home to see if my clove is still alive.
The pineapple top I planted in September is about 19 inches tall now. I think I need to put it in a bigger pot. It is one very happy plant.
The piece of a ginger root I planted in September took a long, long time to root, but it's now 38 inches tall!
The wisteria I brought indoors because I wasn't sure it could survive the winter is sprawling all over the living room now, looking for places to cling. I may take a chance and try planting it outdoors this summer after I slowly introduce it back into the outdoors, probably in June.
The last of our 15-inch April snow storm finally melted on the north side of our home, and for the first time, I was able to peek outside to see if the two hydrangeas I took a chance on planting outside then heavily mulching with leaves before our first freeze survived.
Both plants are putting up leaves right beneath our lilac bush, which also is sporting a healthy set of greenery and purplery!