The disgust in my neighbor's voice shocked me. "She sends us an amaryllis plant for Christmas every year. I
hate amaryllises. Would you like it?"

I hoped my ears weren't playing tricks on me. I'd been looking for a cheap amaryllis bulb, and this was almost too good too be true. I said weakly, "You don't like amaryllises? I love them!" She replied, "I can't stand them." Trying to explain, she continued, "One year when we opened it, the leaves had already started to grow in the box!" The horror! (She allowed that she could tolerate the plants but only once they're in bloom.)
I hurried over to claim it before she changed her mind. While I shop around trying to find amaryllis bulbs for $5, my neighbor's relative had ordered this one from Harry & David and probably paid six times as much. It was pre-planted in a cute, reusable box planter with a moss mulch. All I had to do was add water, as they say. That was a few weeks ago, and this is what it looks like this week.
How could anyone hate this plant? I don't understand. However, if amaryllis bulbs have become the new fruitcake, I'll be happy to take any and all rejects. I'm hoping my neighbor's relative continues the tradition for a long time.
True confessions
Instead of buying paperwhite bulbs to force indoors this winter, I decided to buy ranunculus bulbs (tubers) with the intention of planting some outside and some in pots for indoors. Then I checked the
Sunset guide, and it says, "In coldest climates, grow ranunculus in greenhouse, plant after frosts." It also says they need perfect drainage. That's a little intimidating! I may have to try the "
wintersown" technique on them. In the meantime, the unopened bag is still sitting on the counter.
I'm too embarrassed to show a current photo of
the beautiful poinsettia I showed you in November. One branch broke off for an unknown reason, and a lot of the lower leaves have fallen off. I've tried to keep it watered evenly, and it gets plenty of bright, indirect light. This is why I hate to spend very much on houseplants.
While I'm in confession mode, I might as well tell you that all the seeds I saved from last summer are still sitting on the counter, too. They're near a heater vent, and I'm sure the dryness is not doing anything to help this spring's germination rates.
Hope lives
On the other hand, a couple of plants I brought in from the patio last fall are hanging in there.
One is the heliotrope. I love them, but I've never been able to keep one alive throughout the winter. I know this one (below, right) looks skimpy, but it's still alive and has even bloomed since I brought it in. I've been conscientious about keeping it watered, which I think is the key and which I'm not very good at.

The plant on the left is one I tried for the first time last summer, a duranta. I bought it as an annual flower for the patio but learned it's actually an evergreen shrub. It's too cold to plant it outdoors here, but I'm willing to keep repotting it and bringing it indoors during the winter as long as it does well. I've been amazed that it seems as happy in my house as out on the patio. It has bloomed since I brought it in, too.
I'm trying to keep a fuchsia going, too, but it looks way too bad to show a photo of it. I've never succeeded in keeping one of those alive all winter, either. However, I hate to dump them before they're dead.
Wish them all luck—it will be months before they can go back out on the patio!