It's Friday, and there are a few loose ends I need to tie up. Let's roll.
The weather. Ugh. So tedious. First, there's snow. Then there's polar vortex. Then a freakish warm up. With lots of wind. And rain. Which melts all the snow and then . . . freezes.
So there's that.
I wore my hat - With Pom - the other day. Just out running errands, getting gas, that kind of thing. The pom-pom drove me nuts. I could feel it back there, bobbing around. It had to go. (Yeah, it was a nice color combination, but it really bugged me.) I like the hat much better Without Pom.
In other news, Linda from Grand Rapids was the lucky winner of my extra copy of Making magazine. I finally got it shipped off to her yesterday. (I'm notorious for preparing a package for mailing, and then driving it around in my car for days before I actually get to the post office.)
Ugh. Winter with no snow is just . . . bleak.
Good thing I have amaryllis (in various stages) to help me through these dark days.
My grocery-store-rescue amaryllis is on the last legs of it's second set of blooms. I'll spare you that view (because we're way past the exit at this point), and share this one instead.
This one is pretty cool. It's called Tres Chic (from White Flower Farm). (Now that it's blooming, I can identify it.) The blooms are much smaller than typical amaryllis -- but look closely at the center of the photo. There are going to be SIX blooms on this stalk, rather than the typical four. I can't wait to see all six blooms at once. Or. . . let's just say I HOPE I get to see all six blooms at once. This one is making me a bit nervous -- because the bulb is actually rotting. (Yeah. It's pretty gross.) This is a risk of planting the bulb in stones with water. I'm keeping my fingers crossed . . . that the blooming happens before the bulb gives out.
This next one, though, is looking good. The bulb is healthy and the first bud should be popping open any day now.
This one? Almost in the same state. Maybe next week?
Remember the bulb I thought was going to be a fail? Well. Turns out it's just v-e-r-y s-l-o-w.
The bud finally emerged, but it's really taking it's sweet time making progress. That's just fine with me, though. Because it means I'll have blooms all the way into February!
And . . . that's a wrap!
Have a great weekend.