drowning at 7 feet sea level
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!
The yard guys are obviously running behind, but I delight in the weeds. Never one to worry over or demand grassy perfection, I’m happy as long as it’s green.
When it grows out this long I plop down amongst the blue, violet and yellow. The bees work purposefully around me, from flower to flower, unconcerned by my presence or that of the dogs. Serenity!
That was February, this is June.
There are some weeds left, but I pulled so many by hand. No chemicals around the dogs!
Bad photo because it’s so zoomed in… but look at this precious woodpecker drinking from the Bird of Paradise bloom…
Okay, I can’t help myself. They’re not important or groundbreaking… but I’m enjoying them. So.
Some of my lilies have decided to bloom… now. In October. A first!
And here’s a plumeria I planted a couple of months ago. Yes, my beds need work. Well, so does my back. So there. 😉
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