Mint is a hopeless weed. No matter what promises you extract from it, it cannot help but backslide into sin and begin growing again. I'd put it up against kudzu in that regard.
I grow mint for mint juleps, of which I have not imbibed in months. I've had no success planting it in pots, so I put it in our raised beds, the same raised beds that are filled with delicious, nutritious soil and watered regularly.
Thriving, our mint has decided to flower. The flowers are tiny, delicate things, arranged on pods. The result is something rather angelic and beautiful. I left the photo large, so it's worth a click.
Enjoy.
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