A couple of years ago as I was browsing through a local greenhouse, I came across a pot setting off in the corner, It was the saddest plant I've ever seen. Their heads were bowed and nearly dead and yet I thought there was something peculiar about it. Upon inspection I noticed there were two different colors hanging there - pink and purple peeking through the tips of what was supposed to be a beautiful fuschia plant. I asked if it was suffering from some sort of disease and the lady said "no, it just wasn't flourishing and so we gave up on it." Being it was still on a marketable table, of course I had to know "how much?" She told me that if I took it, I'd be rescuing it from the trash. So - I rescued it.
With a little fresh potting soil, water and love that plant had a major comeback. It was beautiful! I couldn't stand the thought of bringing it back to health and then tossing it out at the end of the season so I clipped it back and set it in my basement, just out of direct light. I dropped a little water on it about once a month, but never really thinking it would survive. But to my surprise it started showing signs of green come spring. I must have done something right because it was just as beautiful the second year. So once again when fall rolled around it got a trim job and I tried it agian. Third season wasn't quite as prolific but it was still pretty and it put a smile on my face everytime I looked at it.
If you ever have the opportunity to save a plant ~ do it. Not only is it good for the plant, it's good for the soul.
