Saturday, September 12, 2015

Lantana Palooza!

For those of you who might be unfamiliar with lantana—it’s a native plant in Texas. It LOVES the sun and doesn’t require daily water.

Unfortunately, as I've admitted in the past, I’m not the greatest gardener around these parts. I have some plants that I can grow fairly successfully. I don’t always know the names of flowers or plants—I do always know what I like. And I’ve always liked lantana. (Okay. Okay. True Confession: I didn't really know what it was until twenty years ago. Sigh.)

My Sweet Hubby (MSH), on the other hand, never liked lantana until about two years ago. He said it looked like “weeds.” (No. No, it does not, MSH. Sheesh.) I planted some at our wellhouse many moons ago and it comes back, bigger and better, every year. (I’ve put pictures of this lantana on our blog in the past. ) It blooms from May-ish until October or even November-ish. Thank You Lord. Because MSH has decided he can handle my obsession with lantana without complaining.

At the same time TLC and I bought some moss rose plants from Biscuit’s pre-school’s fundraiser in April (See my post on August 16th: Neither rain, wind, hail, or... ), we bought a few lantana plants. They were teeny-tiny. We could pick from a couple of blooms—the solid yellow or a confetti-like bloom that’s pink and yellow. We bought two or three of both.

I put three tiny plants in two biggish pots (for a total of six plants)—as I did with the moss rose. The same storms that damaged the moss rose plants affected the lantana in a sad, sad way. About five weeks ago, when the lantana pots were looking truly pathetic (Oh, how I wish I’d taken pictures of them so you could see their true transformation.), I had MSH move them from our front porch and out into the garden—where I knew they’d get more sun. I had no real hope that they’d come back. But here they are:



You can’t even see the pots! The second picture shows one of the two Monarch butterflies that have enjoyed our lantana, hanging out around the pots and the lantana in the ground at our wellhouse, for over three weeks.

Y’all know how much I’m amazed by Mother Nature. She shocks me. Confuses me. Entertains me. Challenges me. (Yes—sometimes she angers me. Just being honest.) Our experience now with the moss rose and lantana plants that seemed, for certain, to be goners, has given me a renewed faith in Her. I sure do need renewed faith, don’t y’all?

God’s blessings to each of you, wherever in the World you are, this weekend…and forever…