But it’s still going to be 102 degrees today!
This little guy might look pathetic to some people, but it’s all in your perspective. I was so impressed with his tenacity and determination to come alive despite all of these 100+ degree days. He’s looking a little pale but still beautiful. He’s the only one. All the others are hiding in wait for the cooler temps that are just around the corner. When I noticed him this morning while watering, I just had to take a picture and let him show off. I think I may go out there and cut him so he can live a little longer inside the cool house. It’ll make me smile to see him on my desk the next few days.
And now for another episode of
Pammy Sue’s Weirdness…
I saw an angel last night, y’all. I’ve asked for it the last two nights, and last night it appeared in a totally non-related dream. I specifically asked to see a feather to let me know that an angel is around me. (Although I thought I would see it in person.) I specified white for an angel, blue for a certain person I know that is deceased, and gray for my spirit guide. (Is this too weird for you?) Anyway, I was dreaming last night about being late for school and a bunch of stuff that happened while trying to get ready, and all of the sudden I saw it. I looked out the window in my dream, and there was a bird with a white feather in its mouth. I remember being surprised by it in my dream, and then the dream carried on with the original story. Seeing the bird with the feather only lasted a few seconds. How can you be surprised in your own dream if it’s coming from your own brain?
Maybe it’s not.
The Captain worked his first day shift yesterday. Yipee! No more lonely nights keeping my ears peeled for Jack the Ripper breaking in to kill me. With him here, my imagination does not run wild with horrible scenarios like that. What a freak.
Y’all have a nice Thursday.
Grin your ass off.
It will make you happy.