I don’t nurture.
Plants, that is.
I know some people will do all the right things for outdoor plants… mix in compost, adjust the acidity of their soil, fertilize, etc. I guess I take a tough love approach. I buy the plant, put it in the ground, and I figure that if it lives despite my lack of attentiveness, then I have a loyal plant forever. And if it dies, well, I just don’t take it personally.
I thus took the same approach when I planted some daylilies and ornamental grass and some tulip & daffodil bulbs around our new mailbox. The dirt was rocky and dry and I didn’t do a damn thing to it. I could have — my father in-law next door has a pile of topsoil and a pile of compost and he surely would have not minded if I’d helped myself to some. But I didn’t. (Well, I did water it all after I was done, that counts for something, right?) The daylilies should do OK, and I can’t imagine ornamental grass is all that ornery. And I’ve never had bad luck with daffodil & tulip bulbs.
I think that’s part of the key. I love the idea of rosebushes but I know I would slaughter them. I like to pick stuff to plant that will have a tendency to live, not because of what I do to it, but in spite of what I do or don’t do.