There are a few more things I haven't killed. I have hydrangeas that were too shocked from being moved from a spot where they were getting too much sun, and possibly are now not getting enough sun to bloom for me all last year. Alive, but not thriving. Maybe this summer they'll perform.
I have two three-season interest gardens. Fall is dead. Gonna have to start over. But spring is alive, I think. Tulips, hyacinths, daffodils. Jonquils too, I think. Maybe this summer my posies will bloom.
My wisteria is actually awesome, and bloomed for me three times because of the El Niño effect. My jasmine didn't bloom until two weeks ago. Same reason. I hope it blooms again in spring.
I didn't force bloom my grandmother's Christmas cactus because it didn't get cold enough to do it. I could do it now, but then it would bloom in the spring, and I don't want to confuse my grandmother. She's really old. The other houseplants are paperwhites and hyacinths I forced in my kitchen window. I let the hyacinths rest all summer through fall, and began encouraging them again a few weeks ago. I hope they'll bloom for my birthday. When I was growing up, my mother gave me a potted purple hyacinth every year to add to my garden. Every spring there was a hyacinth for every year I'd been alive, plus the new one in my bedroom.
Last year, I also successfully grew mint on my perimeter, and in a vertical garden I grew hot peppers, sage, oregano, and in front of my vines I grew way more Thai basil than I planted.
Everything else died. Probably 5 times as many plants failed as grew. I lost every single seedling I had started except for one purple basil. But I'd planted several dozen purple basil and hundreds of other seedlings. I made a tiny greenhouse for them and everything. Dahlias drooped almost as soon as they went in. No matter what I did everything was too wet, or too dry. My blueberry twig made no attempts to become a bush. My strawberries didn't even show leaves. My hostas didn't get enough sun. Some full shade plant they are. Brown thumb. Unless I want something to die, like my landlord's hedge. I'd love to replace it with holly or roses for better security by the windows there.
Every spring is a chance to try again.