
Half of them died last winter when I missed the weather cue and let them stay outside unprotected through the first frost. That included the pineapple tree I'd nurtured through 2 previous winters and re-potted a handful of times over the course of several years. I loved my pineapple, had a secret pride in keeping it alive, actually.
I had about 5 spare minutes 2 days ago and popped this one in some soil. Cross your fingers for me, okay?
Today I'll be doing more garden-musing over on Modish. Won't you join me as we glide into a relaxing weekend of doing all the fun things that suit us best?
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