Friday, September 01, 2006

the saga

saga is a texttwist word, for those in the know

this is the story, or once upon a time, there was a rhododendron bush sleeping away in a plant store. it looked great! it said it could live in part shade to shade.

so, this lovely rhododendron bush was lovingly purchased and planted in the bedroom garden of a home in north olmsted. it got lots of sun in the spring, and bits (but only bits) of sun in the summer. but, hey, it likes shade. and the maple tree shaded it well, lo, these many years.



poor rhododendron, to go to a home where gardening is a hit or miss proposition. why, oh why, was it planted where said maple tree stole nearly all the moisture from the soil, and blocked the rain from hitting the ground in said garden.

it lived. but barely. it never grew. it had some leaves, but it didn't look healthy. then it started to die.

in the meantime, said unaccomplished gardener decided to make a hedge to block the view into the back yard. rhododendron plants are supposed to get big. just this one hadn't. so,

like the parable about the seed in good ground, the gardener decided to move poor rhododendron plant to the sunny, quite wet location of the new hedge.


LO!! i mean, LO!! the leaves started to look healthy, and there was one beautiful pink blossom within a week or two. how did the gardener rejoice!!

then, the rhododendron died.
the end

2 comments:

Carolyn said...

Ahh, what a lovely, if sad, story.

dieinahugefire said...

aww...well, at least the unaccomplished gardener tried. the rhododendron bush is in a better place. :)