these are called martha washington geraniums. they’re probably my favorite annual. this color is particularly hard to find. the evil, hateful old witch who used to live next door to me told me that i’d never be able to keep one alive. because she couldn’t. yeah. well, she’s long gone, and my geranium is still doing fine. not only did it survive all winter (inside, obviously), i went out and found this bloom this morning. go me.
click for supersize, as usual. sorry it’s so blurry - it was still pretty dark outside, but when i tried to use the flash, it messed up the color. so you get true color, much blur.
write a great story, pay the $230 entry fee, and you could win this sweet little bed and breakfast in colorado. how fun would that be?! it’s so adorable. and it’s worth over half a mil, so you can bet it does good business. get going, writers, and you’d better invite me for a visit if you win!!
just one more bizarre thing in my world. my dog can do this. well, with other dogs anyway. i’ve never introduced him to any human’s prostate, go figure. besides, he’s not a butt-sniffer by nature, and he’s confused and offended by the toilet, so this wouldn’t be the job for him. but he always knows when another dog has a tumor. he goes right to them and sniffs the area that it’s in. he’s found them when the owner didn’t even know yet. i don’t think that’s anything miraculous - tumors probably smells pretty bad. i’ve never smelled one, personally…
finally! the first tulip of the year. oddly enough, it’s up before the first crocus. (and i grow some damn fine-looking weeds, too. also up before the first crocus. *sigh*)
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your selections for this evening:
vance gilbert - taking it all to tennessee.mp3
saw doctors - red cortina.mp3
billie holiday - comes love.mp3
bonus: be good tanyas - rain and snow.mp3
(you missed it)