Well spring has sprung and all over Vienna tiny little plants and blossoms are emerging from winter and starting to reach for the sky to savour the warming rays of the sun.
Not on my terrace. One of my Spindelstrauch plants (Euonymus Japonica ‘Aureomarginata’) has decided that this is the perfect time to turn up its toes. The other looks like it is on the way out.
To be fair – the dead one has looked a bit crook for a month or so but in the last week it has just tossed in the towel. It now has crackly leaves which is never a good sign. The one that is hanging on is starting to go yellow at the edges – heading towards crackliness.
This is an appalling act of treachery and ungratefulness.
I wrapped them up properly for winter and looked after them all during the cold weather - and they repay me by dying at the first sign of warm weather.
When I think of the trouble I went to choose them and pot them with just the right mix of stones and pebbles at the bottom of the pots for proper drainage – and then the very best potting mix and first class fertilizer.
I mean I didn’t expect a round of applause but is it too much to hope for that a plant can live on my terrace for 12 months?
It makes me sick.
Ungrateful I call it.