My mom used to have soooo many different colors of Bougainvillea lined up against the front of our house, displayed in ornate Chinese pots. Her collection was her pride and joy, and would not hesitate to ask for a cutting if she noticed one in a color she didn't yet have.
We have ONE plant here, in honor of my mom, in a way. It has had a hard time with the grasshoppers, but this year I have tried to place it where it would be harder for them to do it harm.
It looks to have worked. They are finally flowering again after goodness knows how many years.
Seeing them trying to flower against the odds makes my heart full.
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