I've lost count of how many times I've spent a ton of money buying baby Woodruffs only to watch them die away after the first couple of years without ever flowering. And yet I keep buying more. Such faith!
I can't wait to see whether it spreads and fills in so I don't need to load up the lawn with mulchy chips.
Oops, that's asking too much, isn't it. I might jinx them. Hoo boy. Where's wood to knock?
No, really, just the flowers are good. Honest.
3 comments:
so pretty! I hope they bloom happily for years and years.
Serendipity - or the Ether - hits again. Or did you KNOW that this is supposed to be a natural moth repellent? I found myself reading up on such things earlier today when I had a paranoid moment regarding what was either a)a flying thingthat could have been a moth (or a not-moth), b)merely spots before my eyes from being overtired or c) a small child darting out of sight guiltily behind me. (My money's on the moth though. The other options I suspect of being wishful thinking.)
Aha! And now I can doubly justify taking my knitting out to the chair beside the baby Woodruffs!
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