The pink Thanksgiving cactus has just
two good looking blooms left while the white one is growing a bud. If it is the
only white flower, will it seem more spectacular?
One violet is done for a time and the
second one is still beautiful. The shamrock has a few blossoms that just keep
coming.
The most noticeable is the first amaryllis
that now has four flowers open on one stalk with one more to open. With all
that weight at the top it is remaining upright while leaning against a chair. A
new bud stalk on the same bulb is about half grown. The other two bulbs that
are going to bloom are much closer to showing what they have for us.
I should not neglect to talk about the
beautiful poinsettias. Someday I will get up out of my chair, take some
pictures, and share all of this winter color.
Leroy has become quite pleased with
all of this beauty. For most of his life he has not really thought about house
plants and the joy that they can contribute to the eenvironment. I wonder if I die
will he keep them growing.
I just got a note from Fitbit that I have
earned the monarch migration badge. That means I have recorded, on their device,
2,500 miles.
Last night Leroy and I rushed to get
to a concert at the close college. We often walked in the street because the
sidewalks were coated with ice. This morning when we walked basically the same
way to get to church, I was grateful that neither of us slipped. In many places
the smaller streets had their share of ice.
Paula
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