Hydrangea Novelette

Oh My...you are SOOOO in for more hydrangea DRAMA. (hee hee hee)

So, I "treated" my hydrangea, (that was actually starting to grow pretty nicely) to a special diet of plant food. I also gave it a little extra love through the means of actually watering it.

This is how it thanked me...














Ouch!

So, I was still trying to decide whether to pull it or not. People seem to agree that I watered or fertilized too much and it still has hope. So I was going to leave it. Others DARED to suggest that it was protesting me forcing my loyal readers to put up with St. Louis posts all week. (LOL)

Then today happened.

For history, I will sum up by saying my mother and I DO NOT have a mother-daughter relationship and probably never will. It is a trust issue that will not be resolved and I am okay with that. However, she tries to pretend that there is a relationship there once in a while and shows up at our house to see the boys. So that is what she did today. Along with her, she brought a little cherry tree for Aaron (she had given an apple blossom to Noah several years ago) A very nice gesture.

So now I have:
A. A cute little tree that needs a home
B. A hydrangea that doesn't seem to want to grow high enough to cover the drain pipe sticking out of the front of my house
C. A DECISION to be made.

Pretty simple...Pull the hydrangea...














and replace it with the little tree.



















Now, I have a hydrangea that I have blogged about and we ALL seem to have a little piece of hope for the little guy (yes, it must be boy since everything else in this house is) Aaron still wanted to water it sitting on the front lawn.














So I say to my husband, "We HAVE to plant this somewhere...it has too much invested in it."

So he and my mom decided that it can go in next to the steps. I fight this because I don't like it when it is not uniform on both sides. So my mom says, "We want to go to Flowerland anyway, why don't we go get you another hydrangea to put on the other side." So I pull $20 from our garage sale money (see future posts) and send them off to the store to get another one.

They come home toting TWO hydrangea plants. UGGGHHHH!

Now, I have two beautiful hydrangeas to plant in the front yard. It will be nice and uniform around the front steps. Wonderful, right?














Can you even see the little purple on the two sides?

What about my poor little injured guy in the first place?
Steve decided to plant it next to my lilacs on the other side of the house.














Maybe life next to plants that are actually GROWING will be a motivator for the little guy.

Who would have thought that one could write so much about a little bit of yard work. I must say though, this has been kind of a fun entry to write.

So...my loyal readers. you will now be subjected to Hydrangea, Chapter II
"After the Transplant"
Aren't you relieved the story goes on?