martinimade

Thanks to a rather liberal application of several kinds of fertilizer, I finally got our rat bastard of a rhodie to bloom. It's rather striking, no?

I haven't the slightest idea why it didn't bloom for the first couple of summers we've lived here. Other stuff in the yard is freakishly large. Like this bleeding heart:

And this hosta, which was actually a division from the equally large hostas in the front. The adult female hand is provided for scale because it was all I had handy. Hah.

And this pretty little fern and straggly little lilac that refuse to die:

Despite all of this greenery -- I haven't even begun to wax rhapsodic about the daylillies -- the rhodie remained stoic and unblooming. Until this year. Let this be a lesson to you all. If you come to our olace, you better bloom, dammit.