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It wasn't exactly Noah's flood, but a long weekend of heavy rain is pretty wearing. Although my brain doesn't seem to have Seasonal Affective Disorder, my knees certainly do, and it was the weekend of my discomfort.
But the sun broke through the clouds at daybreak today, giving me this view from my office chair. It also includes a good view of some really dusty and cruddy windows and screens that are devilish hard to wash up here on the third floor. I will ponder my options.
Meanwhile I've moved Mr. Hippeastrum onto my work table for the morning, or at least till the sun comes round. Direct sun shortens the bloom time, something I really don't want to have happen. With any luck, by the time these guys have finished their show I will be able to plant pansies out back. It will kill me to buy them instead of growing them from seed but oh, well...
( more garden journaling )
But the sun broke through the clouds at daybreak today, giving me this view from my office chair. It also includes a good view of some really dusty and cruddy windows and screens that are devilish hard to wash up here on the third floor. I will ponder my options.
Meanwhile I've moved Mr. Hippeastrum onto my work table for the morning, or at least till the sun comes round. Direct sun shortens the bloom time, something I really don't want to have happen. With any luck, by the time these guys have finished their show I will be able to plant pansies out back. It will kill me to buy them instead of growing them from seed but oh, well...
( more garden journaling )
