For my birthday my friend Brie gave me some azure bluebird forget me not seeds, a cute painting of a couple flying over Rome, and a mother fern. (Hey remember when I had blue birds with red cheeks? sigh.)
In the beginning I was already sad because I thought there was no way I could ever keep this pretty lacy fern alive. But I have been diligent. Every few hours when it starts to dry I wet its fronds.
Squeeeeee!!!! It’s me!
I love these last two pictures together: a downward shot into our tiny conservatory!