It flourished and thrived until late autumn, which surprised and pleased me no end. But then winter came, and the question was whether to try to keep it alive or throw it out. My gardening friend said to chuck it.
I couldn’t bring myself to do it, though, because there was nothing wrong with it, so I decided to bring it inside over winter and see whether I could manage to make it survive. Although it did survive, when I took it outside again in spring, it was very slow to produce leaves, and it didn’t look like it would blossom again. And then one day in early summer the first buds started to show.