Several years ago I planted a gallon sized gardenia in a semi-shaded spot by our front door. It replaced an Indian Hawthorne which had given up its place due to an overbearing privet hedge.
The privet is still rather out of control, but the gardenia was not to be denied.
It grew to a slant of 140 degrees toward the morning rays of the sun, nearly obscuring our front walkway.
And right now, this year, it has blossoms.
It deserves to be better fed, and for the privet to meet with the pruning shears.
I love when my garden teaches me things I need to know:
- Do what you are born to do.
- Get bent out of shape if necessary.
- Don't give up
- It's even OK to get smelly.