I bought two geraniums at the Farmer's Market shortly after we moved to Emporia. In the 2.5 years since, I've nearly killed them at least a half-dozen times. I often forget to water them. In anticipation of a lovely spring last year, I set them out a bit too early (at least, I'm supposing it was a freeze that made them look so bad when I remembered to check on them a few weeks later). They spent one winter neglected entirely because I hadn't quite planned on letting them hibernate, but I also hadn't planned on a way to keep them alive.
None-the-less, they continue to come back with a little TLC each time it occurs to me and meager as their foliage may be, I've managed to keep them green.
The last time my sister visited I asked for explicit instructions for storing them through the winter. She told me where to sit them. How to water them. And I've been faithful to them all winter long.
I have blooms for the first time. It took me 2.5 years, but I have blooms with the promise of many more to come.
I'm also managing to keep a peace lily alive. It's a giant, gorgeous plant that I really don't have room for, but I'm determined to keep it going. So far, so good.