In a couple of weeks, the two in the ground were dead--brought down by a combination of wayward chickens and whatever it is that makes my garden bad for okra. But, the one in the container survived. I had the plant in a fairly sunny spot and watered it often, and it eventually grew big enough to produce some lovely blossoms. Like eggplant, okra has such pretty flowers you could almost grow it as an ornamental.
From this one blooming plant, I got a grand total of... four okra! Small victories, people. (That should be the official motto of my garden.) All four were a pretty good size--two to three inches--and very tasty. I love the flavor and crunch of fresh okra.
To be honest, the plant never really got very bushy and kind of struggled along. I think I might do better next year with more container plants and some careful tending. I am determined to get at least a double digit okra harvest this coming summer. I've been getting some great compost from my bin lately, so that should help.