Favorite plant survival story
Well, there are some plants you just can't kill, no matter how hard you try. I'm not talking about wild invasives, like poison ivy or bittersweet vines or weeds. I mean regular garden plants that have the misfortune of being abused, neglected, stomped on, sprayed, shredded, dug up accidently (or otherwise), buried accidently (or otherwise), chewed up by local varmints (domesticated or otherwise), driven over, hacked, left unplanted in the hot sun or driving rain, etc., etc., ad nauseum, and yet return with nary a quiver and leave you shaking your head in wonder.
Consider: 2 years ago, I purchased an artemisia pontica at a farmers' market. I then proceded to forget to plant it and left the pot out all winter. It sprouted happily in the pot the following spring. Hmmmm . . . OK, planted it out. It spread nicely, but not invasively, until I needed room for other things. I potted up a small section to give to my Mom and composted the rest. Left THAT one in the pot all winter, too.
Sadly, the pot was under the snow and couldn't cry out when my hubby hit it with the snowblower. Plastic pot shards and dirt went flying, covering approximately 20 square feet. This spring, we spent some little time collecting the debris. Amoung said debris was a little clod of dirt - as a joke, I planted it in my holding bed and told hubby to keep the snowblower away from it.
You guessed it - the darn thing sprouted and I now have a 2 inch tall baby artemisia pontica.