I was given the most luscious hibiscus tree... plant? this fall.
It sat in the sun porch, and just bloomed.
It was the happiest hibiscus of them all.
One day, I decided to bring the tree into the house, winter hit, and the sun porch was now more of a cold storage room, with it's night time frosty temperature dips threatening the well being of my dear Bloomy McBloomerson.
He still continued to bloom
but something sad happened.
He decided that he was depressed.
or got bored.
and to bring some action into his life... he decided to turn all his leaves yellow, and make them all fall off.
Now he's the saddest, most naked hibiscus of them all.
except for the blooms.
(ps. he's onto week three of being naked- sticks and flowers... today I noticed some leaf buds opening up)