Gardeners get really focused, to the exclusion of all logical brain function, sometimes......

Hollywood and I were on a gardening shopping day last summer when we spotted a grouping of some REALLY interesting succulent babies (Interesting, because we always look for odd coloration, form, etc. We both love the purples, the blues, the pinks & the opalescents). This was a group of imports that were all BRONZE! Well, we snapped up those babies...(at TOP dollar).. what an unusual addition to our growing collection!
We follow this ritual when we bring in new plants ...We go out every day and check to see how the new guys are acclimating to their new home, talk to them, give 'em a little encouragement, you know....for a coupla weeks & then they're ready for re-potting, top dressing..little pat on the head, etc.
(Now, we joke that we live in some kind of a mini-vortex, here; every new plant that comes to our garden loses all control...they almost immediately begin forming a flower or start sprouting babies...it's amazing to watch)
Welp, these new bronze plants (4 or 5 of them) did NOTHING.....Nothing! They sat in their little nursery pots looking like paintings..no action whatsoever. Wot a mystery! Were these a special breed from another continent? Another planet? They were so unusual and beautiful, and hey, we don't know everything... Then one day....

A voice from the garden....."Jillie........?"
It was Hollywood, outside, bent in half, looking at the new bronze plants REALLY closely.

"Jillie, I hate to be the one to say it...."

Me..."What?"

Her.. "This unusual coloration?"

Me....."Yeah, I love it."

Her...."Well, we now have the distinction of having purchased, at a premium price.....

((drum roll))

"...Plants that were already...

dead."



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Hey, P & L.....
Succulent gardening is a "nat-chur-al" high...

(WARNING!.....is known to cause delusion)

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Awwe, Jiffy, I'd love to say we went marching back, receipt in hand, indignantly demanding money back...

I think embarassment took over....We quietly put 'em in the dumper.....

We consider it garden-school tuition

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awwwwwwww Jillie...

I thought you were going to say that they were...
dare I say it???????

plastic!!!

What's great is that you can post about it here and give us a chuckle for the day - THANKS!

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Lynne's knitting journal
"I'm spayed, declawed, and housebound - how's YOUR day going???"

Catlover, thanks. I put down things just like they really happen, pregnant pauses and all.

Lynne, it would have been less embarassing had they been plastic. I mean, if we hadn't been in the "zone" of the big succulent quest, we'd have noticed that what we called hoity-toity "bronze" was BROWN... as in DEAD.

DUH!

Weez, you ARE a writer. I only do stuff for effect and impact. You write REAL substance. I'm the goof

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Morning, Barb,

Yep, be sure to always label the dearly departed "Bronze;" it's MUCH more pretentious than than the alternative.

Can't wait for the next "zone" event. No telling what will come home with us, now.

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Awe, Rue, that's so sweet.

See, even kids (who're smarter than grownups, most of the time) can be fooled sometimes.

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Jillie,

Green. Stick with green!

Green is good!

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