What the ever loving #$%! is wrong with the local big box stores, like L...s or W.....t. You know those stores you just love to hate, you love to cuss them out though not to their face. The big thing that is wrong with them is their plants.
Hey you heard me. They not only sell crappy plants but they sell plants they KNOW will not survive in your local zone. Sure they give you a warranty. BIG DEAL. First off who is gonna dig up their dead plants and haul them all the way back to the store? I was one of those idiots that bought the cutest plants. Bought a bunch of stuff to help those babies grow in my garden. Took it all home and set to work planting them.
I worked like a deranged gardener, digging, planting, watering and not 2 months later they were all DEAD. What the #$%!? My neighbor owns a landscaping company so I bang on his door, grab him by the arm and drag him to my yard and point at my now dead plants. WHAT happened? He looks at me like I lost my ever loving mind. For one thing the man had been sleeping and was in his boxer shorts.... well too bad. What happened to my plants? He then tell me that those will not survive our heat. I try to tell him that I bought them at L...s and he is shaking his head and is looking for a way to escape. He then tells me that most of the big stores sell plants that will not survive in our South Florida Zone 10 which we call Zone HOTTER THAN HELL. My mind is screaming WHAT????? He then tells me they sell those plants knowing that they will not survive because of people like ME. They know that we will buy what is cute and pretty, then he says that sure they have that warranty, you can haul those dead bug infested plants back to the store and as my neighbor is trying to head back to his house, he turns and says"Don't forget to take your receipt". I have to take the receipt? Who keeps the receipt? NOT me that is for sure.
So I learned something new. Never ever buy plants at your local big box store BUT if you do make sure you put the receipt somewhere safe like the bank safety deposit box because sure as I am sitting typing this, those plants are gonna kick the bucket.
Though my story did not have a good outcome for those plants, the story has a totally awesome ending. My neighbor (Mr. sleepy boxer shorts guy) delivered a big box of plants to my house and helped me plant them. What a nice guy. He also wanted to know when I was gonna break down and plant the vegetable garden in the back. Who knows I might give in on that one of these days. Mr. boxer shorts turns his whole entire back yard into a veggie garden every year and he is always delivering the fruits of his labor.