My friend Margaret says it looks like a face. Looks like a chipmunk to me.
This is Stage 2 of my Asian Lily with a big bud. Any day now ...
My friend Margaret says it looks like a face. Looks like a chipmunk to me.
This is Stage 2 of my Asian Lily with a big bud. Any day now ...
What I’m showing here is a little bit of garden magic and what was left after a whole lot of hungry visitors came by.
I threw a piece of ivy into my aquarium and now look at it—stretching, reaching, growing right along with the rhythm of the water. The tiny bubbles from the air stone don’t just keep the tank healthy—they create this soft, almost magical curtain that makes everything feel alive.
Plants like ivy can actually thrive in water, pulling nutrients from their surroundings and adding a fresh, natural balance to the tank. And those bubbles? They’re oxygenating the water for fish—but for me, they’re pure therapy.
Sometimes the simplest things—just a clipping and a little air—turn into the most peaceful moments.
When Bonnie Rae first came home from the rescue, she was so tiny… all bones, a little rash, and eyes full of uncertainty. Every sound startled her, every movement made her pause. You could feel how hard the world had been on her.
Fast forward to today—she’s filled out into a “big, healthy girl” but that timid heart still lingers. Most people only see her quiet, cautious side.I’m pretty sure the squirrels have been doing a little gardening of their own. The Asian Lily I purchased died but has come back up in a new location. One of the Squirrels must have buried a bulb because I didn't. Now, up pops a brand new Asian Lily right in the middle of my garden!
I noticed these tiny palm fronds emerging in the middle of the palm tree’s rough bark. Not from the top where you’d expect, but from what appears to be an old, hardened part of the trunk. You know where I mean, the long stem-like part where older fronds have been cut and only small, curved dark piece remains.
Even though I have never seen a growth in the middle of a palm tree, it’s a reminder that growth doesn’t always follow the rules. Even in the toughest, most weathered places, something new can appear—fresh, green, and full of life. Nature has a funny way of surprising you like that.
Yesterday I spotted a squirrel rolling around in one of my flower pots like a dog scratching its back on the carpet—paws in the air, squiggling around, jumping up and doing it again. Completely carefree and not afraid when I hollered at him to get out of my pot.
I have no idea what he found so delightful, but it made me laugh despite my frustration.
The flowers might not agree… but it was worth it.
Unfortunately, I didn't get a picture of this fellow at work.