I have named this plant "My Gracie Azalea". This was a florist azalea gift that I received seventeen years ago prior to living here, when I had back surgery, from a dear neighbor named Gracie. She was quite a bit older than me and is no longer with us. And, I miss her dearly. This plant is a real survivor having lived throw inclement weather conditions that azaleas don't especially like and poor soil (inadvertantly purchased after the New Orleans flood) that was contaminated with mold. At that time, I really thought the plant was going to die. It did not have a leaf on it and the root ball looked terrible. But, I trimed it back and repotted it with new quality soil. And, look at it now!
A little nurturing can go a long way!
I hope you are having a Wonderful Day.
I grew up in south Alabama and I desperately miss the azaleas!
ReplyDeleteRebekka, thanks for stopping by. Your aprons are sweet. Blessings with your new addition to your family.
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