They bloomed.
They bloomed.
Granted, we were on vacation, and granted, they don’t really look all that hot, but…
they bloomed.
I snipped them so fast and got them into a favorite vase so this is the only picture.
Also {who knew?} they were kind of buggy…so I don’t think I’ll be snipping them in the future. I will just let them be their au naturale selves and keep all the ants outside, thank you very much.
I think they’re a metaphor for this whole season. They were started late {these are actually the THIRD round, you can see here for all the complain-o on the first two, if you please,} the odds were stacked against them, they suffered at the hands of both nature AND caretaker…
But, did I mention?
They bloomed.
And guess what that makes me want to do:
yep. Try again next year.
