CRAAAAAP.

Well, the lavender plant that I put into my front bed has grown big and strong - it's like two feet high now, and three feet wide. Yay!

Oh, and also, it's dying.  I saw a wilting couple of branches in the back, snipped them off, inspected the rest of the leaves for signs of whatever (found none at all), and then watched it for a few days...more and more of the plant is wilting.  Over half by now, in like two weeks.

Oh, god, I thought, the Martian Death Fungus is STILL IN THE SOIL. I don't think that's it, though.  After thinking about it for a while, googling around, and still failing to find any evidence of pests or diseases on the plant itself, I've come to the conclusion that it's just basically drowning.

Where did I plant it?  On the east corner of the front garden, where there was a great big open space in need of a giant, pretty lavender plant!

Wait, wait - let's try that again, shall we?  Where did I plant it?  Right next to where the gutter downspout drains...the wettest part of the front garden.  What the HELL was I thinking??  ARGH.  NOrmally, I doubt it'd be a problem, but it's been a wet year.  I guess my first clue should probably have been that I *never* have to water the front bed anymore, because we've had such good rains.

WAY TO GO, LAURA.

Plantkiller.

@#$%^&*!!!

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