While watering my plants, I said something to my Passion (of the Zombie) Fruit that made me cackle. You see, my Wicked Luvs, passion fruit plants take about a year to fruit—mine took a few months, so I’m very proud of her… particularly after she came back from the dead. Anyhoo, I was removing some of her no-longer-alive leaves, smiling at her pretty new shoots, when I said, “Who’s her witchy mama’s green rebel?” and burst out laughing.
This plant not only started fruiting way before her time and out of season, but she has also held on to that fruit for about six months. I can’t help but show off the green rebel lady.
Speaking of showing off green awesomeness, the Little Princess dressed up our wee oak (hiding behind the thorny orange plant) in a reindeer sweater for the Winter Solstice. I’m not reminding her to remove the sweater. I’m kind of curious to see how long it will stay up…
I have a holiday post to share with you soon, but I still need to go through
about a gazillion pictures
first. Right now, I want to show you one that makes me smile every time I see
it: my Piano Man taking a picture of the Little Princess and The Boy squeezing
oranges to make morir soñando juice. By
the way, see the purple crown of feathers adorning the Little Princess’ head?
If you look behind my Piano Man’s right forearm, you’ll notice the pink
evidence of his matching headdress. *giggles*
Life is made of wonderful moments, bits of glorious randomness, and wee rebellions that hurt no one… but make the world brighter for those who notice (and treasure) their magic.