A few years ago, one of our favorite nurseries was going out of business. We went several times, but made a point to drop in on the last day. We found an aisle with maybe 20 sick and ailing rhododendrons, some barely alive. The nurseryman sold them to us for $1.00 each. These we planted in the entrance to a small holler that had lots of leaf litter on the ground, is on the northeast side of our property, and was large enough to hold a "grove," should we be so lucky that these would live. Well, they did and in spite of the deer chomping down one (and one only!) here's how they look this year. 
