To echo Bob Ross (may he rest in peace)…and they are getting bigger every day, although I guess their happiness is anthropomorphizing a bit, but why not? It is amazing what benign neglect can do. One of these days I should go out and water these. They sit on the front porch, a bit hidden by a support column, and I forget about them. I guess the rain doesn’t forget them, although I don’t know that much rain can reach them under cover. Under cover rain, hm….a good title for a mystery? A climate-based mystery? I’m actually reading one of those now, although I didn’t realize it when I chose it from the library.
If I get tired of photos, I guess I could do book reviews. No. I think I’ll stick with photos and rambling commentary!