Old stump of a Cabbage Palm (Sabal Palmetto) on the back of our property. The patterns are interesting..
My just-this-year-planted hibiscus is blighted. Can’t say with what, but the poor thing can hardly stand. Leaves curled, yellowed. It’s a broken thing, just bowed under the weight of… something.
I’ve tried my best but watching it suffer had me convinced that digging it up was the only recourse. Until yesterday, it shot forth one of most beautiful blooms I’ve ever seen! Is this a cry for help? Hope, it seems, springs eternal… even in the face of imminent demise.
My sister in law advocates feeding. “Everything needs to eat” says she, in that voice of experience we all seek when flummoxed. I shall give it a try.
The people next door planted their bougainvillea immediately upon moving in ten years ago. I’ve taken many pictures of it, since the color is such a vivid fuchsia.
So… where did this red spring from??
Old growth, right next to the pink stuff. Nature is glorious.
Have mercy! I’ve got to get this plant into the ground! It’s called “Fiesta” and is a tropical hibiscus, the only sort I can grow down here. Lucky me!
I bought this little thing to hopefully bring more birds and to give bees a landing spot so they could drink without drowning. That’s really a thing.
What I didn’t count on while cycling through the different nozzles? The sound is delightful! And very soothing. All for $17. The little things really are the best.
Oh, the patio has been pressure cleaned and looks amazing. Hibiscus has arrived and is waiting to be planted.
Work continues apace!
Not what I’m supposed to be buying (pollinators), but the bamboo will go on the patio for ambiance. Right now the back patio is an urban desert containing a grill and a table and chair set that was old when we bought the place 20 years ago.
Pollinators when I can get to Home Depot with the man.
The wee hairs on the bees (still no sign of the yard guys) are so precious.
Yes, I’m weird. Too old to care.