A couple years ago I gave a friend’s new garden some Bilbergia ‘Hallelujah,’ which were recently returned to me, fattened up but congested with conifer debris. Too messy to deal with, was the verdict. Too true. I let the bromeliads sit a few weeks, not having an appropriate site that wouldn’t cause more debris to rain down those speckled funnels. Yesterday, scuffling weeds out of the narrow strip of soil against the back fence, epiphany struck. A shady, no-debris site was staring me in the face. I put down the hoe and grabbed a spade.
Once thoroughly cleaned, it was quick work settling the broms in, which suited me fine since temps have been in the low 80s°F.
I’ve been on very light duty as far as the garden since falling hard on my tailbone January 9, keeping to small jobs like wrangling bromeliads. Hallelujah, almost pain-free! (Coincidentally, if you follow The Pitt, a coccyx injury was a subplot last week.) Take care and watch where you put your feet! More soon, AGO.
The broms are good, but it’s it’s that Phyllica that really made me jealous. I have loved it from afar and only the past few years saw it in the ground (in Los Osos.) It’s magnificent in maturity!
Falls are cruddy at any age, but can be disastrous in later years. Glad your tail bone is healing, albeit probably more slowly that you’d prefer!
Sorry to hear about your tailbone but wonderful news re; Hallelujah. I have broken my coccyx twice so I know it’s unpleasant. Get yourself a donut cushion. Makes it much more comfortable to sit while it heals.