This rosemary plant hopes to be a rosemary bush one day. It suffered miserably in a pot on the front porch while I was out of town for two weeks. Since returning I’ve ignored it another two weeks or so, believing it on it’s last legs as it were. Tonight, in the beautiful Georgia daylight savings time evening, I transplanted it from the Trader Joe’s pot into the yard.
I hope that the organic soil and homemade compost added to the sticky Georgia red clay will support growth. Today is the first day of the challenge. The poor little plant was barely surviving in the pot without attention. Perhaps some positive attention and room to grow will provide me with free rosemary for years to come.