Saturday, February 9, 2019

Old Stories Retold: Crape Myrtle

Looking back ten years can be amusing. I'm trying to decide about crape myrtles. I found this tale from a decade ago when one of my favorite crapes was an abused candidate in a plastic pot.

I tell myself fairy tales when I'm planting:
"This will be just beautiful and everything will bloom at the same time, all summer long," is my favorite.

Today's fairy tale is about a white crape myrtle that remained far too long in a pot while I decided where it was to go. In a word, it was abused. Sometimes I forgot to water it. Meanwhile, a similar one florished on the south side of the yard.

Lately, I decided the little crape should go at the end of the yellow rose bed which is just getting established and has little to show off, so far. The other day when I went to water the little crape, I noticed it had buds all over. Now it has an open blossom.

The fairy tale I told myself is that in a year or two it will be as big as this one, and bloom with yellow roses and yellow daylilies as well as Black eyed Susans.

Like all fairy tales this one had a happy ending. The storm did not take out either crape.

Here is the one on the south side from 5 years ago. Crapes are pretty tough. The abused one caught up. 

Oakleaf Hydrangeas turned pink/tan. 
White Crape Myrtles commenced bloom.


  1. Plants are such resilient creatures as my own (and Mother Nature's) abuse of them proves again and again. Your fairy tale certainly did have a happy ending.


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