I lived in W. Monroe, Louisiana for several years when I was young and we had two gardenias there. That is what got me so sold on them being so wonderful.
This picture of me was taken in W.M. in one of those silly little booths that everyone used back then. If you will notice, I had a gardenia in my hair even way back then.
That is my kid sister with me. That picture is one I found in my grandmother's things. Her nickname for me was Ed.
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I don't think I've ever seen a gardenia plant around here. The humidity is probably too low, or the soil is too alkaline, or the water is too hard. _________________ So they will be called oaks of righteousness,
The planting of the LORD, that He may be glorified.
Isaiah 61:3b
You need to get one of the florist's variety and raise it in a pot with commercial potting soil. Mist it often and water it with distilled water. It would be worth a try.
I don't like them. They remind me of funerals. Iguess it is because all the cemetaries have them back home. My Dad hated them. There was one at the foot of his grave and we dug it up.
It is amazing what memories will make us like or dislike. I am sort of that way about carnations because the lingering odor makes me think of death and funeral parlors.
I would think so and also probably because they are tough as nails once established. They don't need much attention and can make it without water indefinitely. They were also plentiful and seeds were easy to get from friends or neighbors.
I guess they were just tall and good to hide that ugly old outhouse!!!!!
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