Two weeks in, and my transplanted Photinia is past maximum wilt, new growth is starting to show where it was budding before I shifted it. I realise there will be a three-to-six month window where it shakes down, but early signs are promising.
The “condolences” chilli bush is hanging in there, too. It was a bare-rooted gift from the chilli-mad father of a friend of my younger brother. Delivered in a bag, wrapped in damp newspaper - he obviously had confidence either in his plant stock or my hands.
And one of the more flamboyant family friends sent a huge bouquet immediately after the recent funeral, it included prunus cuttings time-set to blossom in the arrangement. They did, and one even started budding - so in a pot it has gone! Waste not, want not.
