I've mentioned that we have lived in a condo community for three years now. The first spring, skip a year and then this spring... just last week, maintenance hires a service to power wash all the buildings. I remembered from the last time that due to the mold down here in the south, that water contains bleach. Of course these men swore up and down to me that it wouldn't hurt my plants. Wrong......
Now go back with me about 5 years ago...we lived in our house in Michigan that had a back deck with a planter at one end. I had tried to grow Moonflowers up a trellis for two or three years to no avail. Morning glories would grow, but not the Moonflowers...(basically the same thing but they only bloom in white and bloom at night) Add to this equation that Terry is a golfer.... (important information to know a little later)
I had finally gotten those Moonflowers to grow about 3 feet up that trellis when, one day, I noticed a bucket of water sitting on the deck. I thought it was rain water and poured it on the Moonflowers. Should be good for them shouldn't it? No..... within 2 days those things were brown, shriveled and dieing. I went to work just ranting about Terry bleaching his balls and leaving the water sitting so that was what I had poured on my plants. Darn him and his bleached balls!
So this year I thought I would try the Moonflowers again. The seeds are about as big as a pea so I soaked them overnight and planted them and threw in some red Morning Glories in hopes of a red and white blooming trellis. The Moonflowers grew to be about 4 inches tall. I was thrilled.
So now comes power wash day. They scrubbed sidewalks and the buildings.
I carried my and planters baskets away from the porch. I was ready......but I forgot my poor things that were planted in the ground. Of course the water would run off and would spray over them. The cannas are turning brown and the little plants by the planter are almost all gone.
My poor geranium was about 10 feet from the porch but I believe it got the blow back from the mist.
I keep pulling off the dead leaves. I 'm hoping it will recover but I have my doubts.
Excuse me while I pout. Enough with the whine. Bring on the wine.