Persistence
Wednesday, 21 January 2026

The cold got to this camellia, so that the petals are leathery and subdued in color, yet pollen production continues.
Wednesday, 21 January 2026

The cold got to this camellia, so that the petals are leathery and subdued in color, yet pollen production continues.
Tuesday, 20 January 2026

Who knew dragons are plants? After all, these are dragon fruit. No eggs; no hatchlings—spiky fruit.
AVM refers to that ancient guessing game (I’m guessing it’s ancient—Goo for details): animal, vegetable, mineral. Clearly, dragons are not minerals.
Thursday, 15 January 2026

This houseplant perseveres, despite living outside for most of the summer. It is definitely inside tonight (and lately), as the temps will be wicked cold tonight.
Speaking of persevering, I was going to write about this yesterday, and forgot. My AppleWatch gives me a monthly goal, which changes every month, although the themes repeat. Often they require 14 days of doing something during the month, which means only weekends are not enough. This month, I have to get (earn in Apple-lingo) at least 96 “exercise minutes” on 14 days. Yesterday, I had 11, which is good for half the month. Today I have 12, so I’m well on my way to getting a fine symbolic Apple-attaboy.
Monday, 12 January 2026

I got a chance to look at Saturday’s trunk growth more closely. I’m still intrigued. [Just so you know, I’ll be moving on after this.]
Saturday, 10 January 2026

Tree to self a year or so ago, in a moody rumble: No one walking by on that sidewalk looks up at my green mop and crowning glory…what to do? Aha, I’ll send sprouts out of my bark at eye level.
Friday, 9 January 2026

I looked at these roses and thought pretty!, as I enjoyed the ombré color graduation. Then, I looked closer and thought, ick!, as I realized they were past their prime and a bit withered.
That’s kinda like today, which began with light overcast that became heavier all day. Finally, rain began somewhere around 6pm initiating full murkiness.
Monday, 29 December 2025

There’s a bit of a story here. The goats nibbled the end off this branch, and all the leaves as well. Since then, the honeysuckle recovered enough to replace leaves and even bloom!
Sadly, a cold snap rolled in all day, with temps dropping steadily since sunrise, In fact, the temp’s just below freezing now, and headed down to perhaps 24°F, so a rude surprise for the honeysuckle bush.
Friday, 19 December 2025

I’m calling this autumn gold. I find it much more approachable than Silver Glow, um?, nope: Cloud Dancer. That’s a shade of white being promoted for 2026, and that’s a purely dopey name.
Thursday, 11 December 2025

Snow granules. Indeed, we found snow in Asheville, not enough to be visible anywhere but odd spots like cracks on our car’s body.

We fitted in one more loved-ones stop in SC, and zoomed home, negotiating one last Atlanta traffic slow-down en route.
So glad we went. Turns out that we managed to find the best weather window that there was, although we didn’t know it at the time.