These are the vestiges of gorgeous fuscia Guinea impatients.
partially disguised as hydrangeas
These are my “stunt plants””.
The “concealer” for our garden blemishes when I don’t have time to replace plants or I’m hoping that the “zit-plants” die or recover.
When I first got these beauties, they were stunning but like teenage boys with food. No amount of water was enough.
So, I think I drowned them in a fit of gardener’s anger.
which on the scale of anger is like -3.
“take THAT you thirsty blighters!”
I may have some Aussie in me.
The plants made it through our garden retirement party but have been struggling to come back since.
I may have to put them in garden icu-
repot and see what happens.
This rather reminds me of two horrible garden disasters from my past.
Once when I thought putting chicken poo and bloodmeal on my garden when I owned two 65lb indoor dogs was a great idea. They thought that year was THE BEST SMELLING garden ever.
And so they rolled in it.
Next, was my crunchy granola idea of a compost bin in a trash can.
There was no Pinterest in those days. How was I supposed to know it needed drainage?
I dumped it out one day and the smell was akin to roadkill.
I think I mentioned something about dead raccoons to a neighbor….
Anyway, I think I may repot these impatientd and get some other, sturdier shade plants.
Until then, thank goodness for the craft store.