Anyway, back to our irregularly scheduled post. I was going to write about the progess I'm finally making outside, re-greening my yard after the mass destruction I invoked last month.
This little beauty is a Brugmansia, commonly known as an "Angel Trumpet". The flowers open at night, but stay open the following day. This is a photo from the second day of blooming. The flowers are quite strong-smelling when they first bloom. In a pleasant way of course.
If you look closely at this photo below, you'll see my new gardening assistant, Otis. Or, the way he pronounces it, Otissssssssss.
He's the skinny green and yellow guy weaving his way amongst the twigs I'm trying to get rid of. He was quite friendly and curious, he didn't seem to be afraid of me at all nor agressive. He'd wind his way up a branch near me and stick his head out in my direction and kind of sniff the air while moving back and forth. I bet that if I wasn't squeamish about holding squirmy things, and I held out my hand, he probably would have crawled right on and hung out for a while. But sorry, while I won't torment, kill, bother, or otherwise molest most critters, I won't really touch 'em either. Ick.
So I've been working on the landscape (more photos to follow) every free moment I have, and waking up with pain all over, especially in the carpal tunnel/hand region. I seem to just keep aggravating it more, but I can't stop landscaping - not while I have plants living in pots that I have to water every day. Once it's all in the ground, I'll take a break. Promise.
Right now, off to the chiropractor for some more adjustments and acupuncture.
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