Garlic on the kitchen window sill decided that it has had enough winter I guess. If I can get out to the nursery in time to buy a pot and some delicious soil I may be able to save these happy little cloves.
On the porch was a pot of bulbs waiting to be dumped - they were spent. Our neighbors brought them over in full bloom last spring for a feel better thought after the broken neck ordeal.
They had been left on the porch, without any attention whatsoever, then the freeze came, and most certainly it's days were done... I noticed tiny life in that little pot - brought it in, little chubby grape hyacinths perked right up.
Disposable poinsettias, always nice at Christmas time, They do not do well up here in the North so are usually composted after the holidays. This one was left unattended as well, on the porch, Frozen, thirsty, dying...I brought it in just in time and look what happened!! First time ever, this plant is two Christmases old at least, just could not bear to toss it...and look at the LOVE. plants are so sensitive to our needs...
Went to a charity shop , the big rip off one, but found this wonderful Norwegian Sweater, Barely fits because , you know, fat...never mind, wearing it anyway and am keeping nicely warm.
Lucky lucky me.
When in London I went to the zoo, because it was just right there, in the middle of my canal walk, Usually I do not bother with zoos, find them sad, and I was correct, The London zoo is dismal. Anyway, this article popped up a couple of days ago and confirmed my aversion . While at the zoo I decided to purchase their cheesy photos because I will never go there again and this is a once in a lifetime deal!
Totally believable...and that pretty tiger girl... murdered by her new would be boyfriend...
Here we are headed into a new bright and promising new year! Congress women looking good, Nancy looking great, the Rump looking like a heart attack. Speaking of, my mentor and best teacher just died last night of heart failure and our young miss who was born with half a heart and was failing just got the call yesterday, surgery through the night, she has a heart!! The donor was another youngin' , a nineteen year old university student , slipped on the ice. Damn and not damn.
Be a donor, no matter what sort of bad shape you think you are in, something can be salvaged.
Mr. Man is donating the whole shebang to University medical school, and that is awesome!
Our Jody is in med school there now, doing her rotations, and has all of the admiration and respect for those who donate, The bodies are treated reverently and given a ceremony at the end of the slicing and dicing, live music and singing, words about who they were, thoughts, a moment of silence, and a decent burial in the "garden". It is all quite wonderful.
February- heart time!