My frangipanis!

Frangipanis have been my favourite flower since I was a child living in Papua New Guinea - a long time before they became the fashionable flower that they are at the moment. Since those long ago days I have never been able to have a plant of my own because I have always live in the cooler southern parts of Australia where they never seem to progress past two sticks. Last year a kind friend gave me a cutting with instructions not to stick it into the ground until the cut end was completely dry and hardened. Apparently they rot if planted whilst still moist. Also, once planted they should not be moved - they are a bit fussy that way. Well I did what I was told but did the dogs? Of course not. After repotting the stick twice I decided to plant it outside the chicken wire fence on our rental property. Did it stay there? No. Little paws and teeth can even reach that far.

So my poor stick was pulled out regularily and mauled on it's growing end and then when it was finally taking off I moved. Proud of the couple of leaves it had finally acquired I potted it up and moved it too. I again thought it had died during the winter yet it is still here with us and I am now the proud owner of these glorious flowers.

Enjoy!!