Wednesday, August 17, 2011
I glanced out my doorwall and there it was: the first hibiscus of summer in the middle of August. I have been nursing this plant all through fall and winter, all through spring, all through summer. All I got for my efforts were glossy,beautiful, abundant leaves--then I noticed tiny buds, tiny promises of rewards to come. And sure enough, as I carried my coffee out on the deck, a single lovely bloom greeted me. "Hello there Linda!" Thrilled, I ran to tell the wicked King he could stuff his threats to chuck the plants. What an impatient boob! HaHa!