Losing my garden

It’s been a chaotic juggling act, 2016. It has provided a couple of beautiful lessons, some easier to grasp than others. Among those others, there have been emotionally draining, defeats that showed my strength, even when I have to blind to see them. My plants, I believe, are a perfect reflection of my life. They react to my energy and clearly exhibit where it is I find myself.


Uninvited Guest: Mealy Bugs

Sunday is here, and we take advantage of the time to check the plants out. To our surprise when I looked at my rain lilies they were invaded by mealy bugs. Were, is the word, after two hours, half a bag of q-tips and a quarter of a bottle of 70% alcohol. Problem has been taken care of.