My miracle fuchsia, the one that brought itself back to life. It's not only in full bloom, it's almost high enough to be seen from my kitchen window again.
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My Cecile Brunner roses are going crazy after all the rain.
He knows nothing of it and doesn't care.
Thanks for the break from the news, little guy.
...who was nice enough to surface one more time so I could get this shot.
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And Ella and Jordan still amicably share the afternoon sun.
Jordan never tires of the bird feeder show.
The little birds have had no trouble getting used to the new feeder. The big bird who used to throw the seed everywhere has been thwarted. The squirrel has not been around.
My lemon tree, which was a birthday gift from my late mom, gives its first lemon in two years.
If you only see one pet in this photo, look closer.
If peace begins at home, I should be in good shape.
And I don't mean the ground squirrel in the background.
Nothing like 37 inches of rain to coax them out of hiding.
Broken off from its root system during construction. Left abandoned by the curb for four days. Look at it now.
Don't tell Ella.
An almost-forgotten iPhone picture from my drive out to the monument this morning.
Ella and I drove out to Carrizo Plain National Monument to check out the wildflowers.
Thirty-five inches of rain will do that.