For those of you who follow me on Twitter, you’ll know that I was thrilled when I moved into this house and found a bougainvillea near the front walkway. I love bougies– besides their unique look and vivid colors, they spark intense memories from my youth. My grandmother lived in San Diego, CA, and had an amazing arbor covered with bougainvillea along her entire side yard. Her bougainvillea were a gorgeous orange-pink variety, and I loved spending time in her beautiful yard.
I now live in Central Texas, Zone 8, which is definitely NOT bougie territory. It’s usually the harsh summers that prevent bougainvillea from surviving, but 2013-2014 was the worst winter we’ve had in a long time. However, Spring hits early here, and I’ve been sure that my beloved bougie was gone since March.
But I was wrong! In addition to the multiple freezes and an aggressive weed-vine choking out the plant, the bougainvillea has survived. Severely damaged, but fighting its way back.
Some gardeners are quick to remove a dead plant. Me– never!! I will absolutely admit that it’s some part laziness, but it’s mostly HOPE. It’s a core gardening principle of mine that gardening is not to seek perfection in design, but to watch Nature take its course. This is not the first plant I’ve had come back from the grave, and I love the lesson in patience that it teaches me.
Despite my overall laissez-faire style, I think I’ll be giving that bougainvillea a little extra attention over the next few weeks…