Tumbleweed in Alabama
A month or so ago, Mr. Cozi and I spent a day at our favorite hangouts in SoHo. If you read that post you will remember that one of our spots for relaxing was the balcony of our condo. This is the photo from that post.
Living things are important to me. Like an asparagus fern to add life to a small balcony where I can’t dig in the dirt. So, on our favorite-hangout-day, we stopped into a garden shop to purchase this green, living, fresh asparagus fern.
It was beautiful. But it is gone. If you should see a bush of tumbleweed tumbling down Highway 31, think of me. You can even let a tear trickle down your cheek. Because aren’t all living things precious?
Photo Credit: https://www.flickr.com/photos/27495396@N07/
Apparently not. My asparagus fern has “bitten the dust”. It was precious to me for one weekend. In my forgetfulness these days, I had a “tumbleweed moment” with my daughter. When I returned from my travels to find this….
I asked said daughter why she hadn’t watered it. “Mom, you didn’t tell me you bought a plant for the balcony, so I didn’t know it was here.” Obviously, our little oasis on the fourth floor is not one of her favorite hangouts.
At my friend Bonnie’s suggestion, I have cut this plant back and placed it in a pot of water. I’m praying the results are better than the “watched pot.”