You would think I would learn my lesson.
I have bought these miniature roses several times; they’re just too pretty to resist. Every time, they last about two weeks then they dry up and die.
As I was watering my plants, I was disappointed to find that my roses had perished.
Then I took a second look.
Even this lifeless flower is beautiful.
Not only the leaves change colours in early fall.
Each time I walk out the front door, I am greeted by pretty pink hydrangea. The cooler weather has turned their pale petals to a soft pink.
My mother cuts these and keeps them throughout the winter. I have planted some of my own so that I might do the same.
Although I do not welcome the drop in temperatures, there is beauty to be found in the changing of seasons.
I thought I had killed it.
This beautiful flower I had bought to brighten my garden. I thought I had killed it with neglect.
I forgot to water it, deadhead it, give it sunlight. I bought the pot, set it out, and forgot about it. I was beginning to think I truly had a black thumb.
Last week, I transferred it to a new pot and gave it water. I did not have any hope or illusion that it would bloom again.
But it did. There is only one flower, but there is one.
In between the rain and the thunder, I was able to do a little gardening.
There were plants that needed saving. I bought them with good intentions, but it was either too hot, too wet, or there were too many bugs to plant them.
Now, they are safely inside a pot on my front porch.
With a little luck, they might even grow.