A tall, scraggly bush has coaxed some cuss words out of my dear wife Karen and I since we moved into A Bitty Better in the Liverpool neighborhood of Galeville last October.
We never thought it would amount to much.
But instead of digging it out or cutting it down, we trimmed, pruned and hoped.
Out they come.
This week we’ve been awarded.
Two colors.
Blooms grace the Rose of Sharon.
Some are pink; others are more white.
Yet there’s still some work to be done.
Soon to go?
A big, bare branch close to the ground seems to be a candidate for removal.
What’s coming up around your part of the world?
Mark Bialczak 
It is a lovely bush!
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Now to get the dead part off, Willow. 🙂
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Yes 🌹
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I have, literally hundreds of those hardy hibiscus on the west side of my yard (or as people say, Rose of Sharon) and I love them.They attract wonderful pollinators and they spread on their own 🙂
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Here’s to hardy hibiscus, Joey! Cheers from Liverpool to Indianapolis. 🙂
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Love Rose Of Sharon bushes. I’m so glad you let it grow bro Mark. We had one when I was growing up, but it was just one color, pink. You hit the jackpot with a duo there. Must be something in the soil, like the hydrangeas my Mom had that were pink and blue, depending on the nitrogen content. Or maybe the hydrogen content. Or oxygen? My overworked brain cell barely remembers my name, so it could be one or more of the above, but probably the first guess.
Hey, how ya doin’ bro? I’m just plain tired! And learnin language that would put most steel workers to shame, not to mention sailors! Not sure cussin’ covers it in my case. Okay, storm movin in, so gonna get off the net. Hi to Karen.
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Thanks for the soil lesson, sis Angie. We’re doing well, thank you. Keep swearin’, you!
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Cussin is what I do best bro Mark.. never realized before how much fun it could be. 😇 😜
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