A month ago, we were poking around in the woods on my mother's farm. We had a blast digging through the old junk pile of discarded bottles, buckets and parts. Look what we found.
Before she left, DJ applied some surgical pruning to our aging azalea. I was fearful. But behold! A week ago it started putting out blossoms. A week after that it was going nuts. I should know better than doubt her...