Springing eternal

The dwarf plumeria outside the front fence has had me worried lately.

It's suffering terribly from rust, and we've tried every manner of remedy, organic and otherwise.

Jon, our landscape guy, suspects it's from overwatering, so I've dialed the system down a bit.

And just when I feel like giving up -- pulling another 10 or 20 diseased leaves off -- there it goes, bouncing back with new leaves, new bloom heads. New hope.