The extreme cold last month really hit my beloved rosemary plant hard. It probably may have killed it. I've lost track of how many years it's been living in the greenhouse, but at least seven per a "Facebook Memory" posted back in November of 2025.
I found one tiny green branch the other day. It's in a random spot and there is really no other sign of regrowth anywhere else. While I hope it may regrow from the base, I think it's definitely facing a challenge and I've been stewing on this green sprig for several days.
Part of me wonders if that's the branch it needs to feed itself to see if it can get back on it's feet. Another part of me wonders if this is the plant's way of giving me a gift. That it worked really hard to shelter this one tiny twig so I could try to save it.
I decided to cut it off and try to root it. I also took three other tips that had a little hint of green, albeit dried out, but not gray like the rest of the plant, and added them to the pot.
This window has started several injured plants over the years, so I have some hope. The little rosemary is in good company with a favorite geranium and a tiny hoya that were both tiny broken branches not long ago.
I'll keep you posted.
1 comment:
While I can get quite sentimental about plants, especially trees, I was relieved after seeing your blog title in my blog feed that the post wasn't about an animal!
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