And here I am at 6:15 am, ready to face another day!
Hardingfele came over and took some photos of my beautiful blooming "Halloween" cacti this weekend. (They always bloom right around Halloween so I feel odd to call them Christmas cacti.) These are two separate plants I grew from cuttings my mother gave me, but when I tried to separate them, they had merged and refused to be separated so I just put the two of them together into a larger pot.
Here is a closeup of a pink blossom:
Here is a closeup of a red blossom:
I have always loved plants, so imagine my surprise when I was told (after almost two years, mind you) that I could no longer have plants in my office. You are probably thinking, "Plants? They are so quiet and harmless! They just sit there looking pretty and cleaning the air!" But that just shows what you know. Obviously plants are the new menace, now that Communism has failed and Al Quaida hasn't blown any planes up lately. For example, here is a picture Hardingfele took of Nola, the tiny sprig of papyrus I brought back from New Orleans last summer. Look how enormous it is now! If that isn't suspicious, I don't know what is.
Here is a movie of Sylvia unrolling.
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1 comment:
Beautiful flowers, yes the menace of them all, plotting or maybe (potting) the demise of America. I would think that fish are better terrorists than plants, they have teeth and can move. Perhaps a giant plant could substitute for your soon to be departed officemate.
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