If it's any consolation Gramma had one in Berkeley as long as I can remember. Every few years it froze to the ground when Berkeley got too cold, but every time it came back and got huge again very quickly.
You know, there are ravenous punks out there who come in the middle of the night with electric chainsaws and cut down trees at random. Pecans and Pear trees seem to be favorites.
If there is a limb left on that bush, it will be back, and in its former glory. Those suckers are hard to kill! My old apartment had a cottage in the middle of two buildings and the cottage had a bouganvilla bush/tree growing up the side of the porch and over the top. The gardeners would prune the crap out of it and the next summer it'd be back with a vengeance. One year, we got a LOT of rain, like five days of pouring, and I was in my bathroom on the other side of the building from the cottage and heard a loud CRACK, BOOM! I thought my ceiling had fallen in, and I ran into the living room, which, on the second floor, had a perfect view of the cottage. The bougainvilla had been absorbing rain for five days and the entire bouganvilla had fallen off the cottage. It must have been 20 feet long and 10 feet wide and 6 feet high when it was on the roof. I was looking at it on the ground, as it had rolled right off
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Wouldn't it be terrible if that happened here?
CZ
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:) Wish it could grow here.
(I didn't look through that flame category thingie, but for sure you know I'm the Grammarian.)
tm
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