‘Arp’ was the first kind I ever got, precisely because it is reputed to be so hardy. I figured if I somehow left it out and we had a hard freeze it would survive my carelessness. But you are right: now that I have a different (unknown) variety, I can see that ‘Arp’ was ugly. I don’t know if I will ever find the right conditions for blooming rosemary in my house. The enclosed porch is completely unheated and definitely gets below freezing. The coolest rooms in the house are also the dimmest. But at least I have a direction for experimentation. Frankly, I’m just happy to keep rosemary alive until spring. I don’t have a very good track record with houseplants in general lately.
If winter is slumber and spring is birth, and summer is life, then autumn rounds out to be reflection. It’s a time of year when the leaves are down and the harvest is in and the perennials are gone. Mother Earth just closed up the drapes on another year and it’s time to reflect on what’s come before.
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