So...on this rainy day in WNC as I watch the creek nearing its crest, I'm also thinking of hints for the season.
I am not really a big fan of poinsettias but I always have a couple in my home during the Christmas season. Why? Because I feel sorry for them. I think no other plant in the kingdom takes the kind of abuse that a poinsettia does. First, they are raised in massive hot houses, frequently pruned and forced to bloom. Then they find themselves crowded together on store shelves in areas that are either too hot or too cold. Or, like the poor things at the Lowe's store here in town, either over-watered or not at all 'til their velvet leaves start to drop. Oh, shoot! I'm about to cry. Please! Even if you don't love them, rescue a poinsettia or two!
I'm sad to say I've never achieved my dream of having one grow into a poinsettia tree, but maybe some of you will. I found this good article on the how-to of the before and after.
Will you join me in my quest to save a few poinsettias? I'm thinking of starting a rescue group. It's strange. I have no interest in saving carnations.