It started with a couple of seed heads, lying forgotten on top of the soil in a flower pot in the garage. I’d brought the pot into the garage before a hard freeze last winter, placed it in a corner and forgot about it.
A few weeks later, while puttering in the garage, I noticed a jumble of sprouts coming up from the pot, so I watered them, not knowing what they were, but curious.
I promptly forgot about them for a few more weeks. When I noticed the pot again, the long, spindly plants, almost white from lack of light, hung sadly over the lip of the pot. I watered again, just for fun.
Spring arrived. I began moving pots and gardening materials back outside again and discovered the pot, again. The tangle of whitish stems and leaves hung a good ten inches over the pot. I had an inkling they might be dahlias but couldn’t be sure. I also wasn’t sure that whatever they turned out to be, they’d survive, let alone grow into something interesting.
I put the pot outside and watered. In a week or so, the plants started to turn dark green. They looked healthy! And they were definitely looking dahlia-esque.
I was intrigued.
I added a little fish fertilizer. I kept watering. They grew healthier and healthier but were still draped over the pot and showed no sign of being able to support themselves upright. So I moved the pot to the deck rail. The plants cascaded to the bottom of the pot and beyond. Buds developed. And then flowers. Dahlias!
So a serendipitous end to a little accidental experimentation that resulted in a pot full of spectacular hanging dahlias. Now I just wonder if I’d be able to replicate the trick if I attempted it on purpose.
Ever had a happy accident like this?