And I forgot to mention my rhody. It came with the house and was tiny like a small azalea when we moved here in '73. It was planted in one corner of the brick arches out front in a slightly shady area that at the time was all morning sun until I planted the tiny river birch seedling that's nearby.
So the rhody grew and bloomed, got to be about 5' and sprawling, and I planted the river birch. Then the rhody grew no taller but started branching outward more, got fatter. I keep thinking it isn't going to make it another year because it's looking a little feeble but every year it blooms just like the year before, so I just keep loving it. Sometimes it forgets what it's doing and blooms, like last year, in November or even September, but then I forget what I'm doing sometimes too, so we have that in common. The house was built in '71 so the rhody was planted about '72. I guess we'll be celebrating its 40th birthday this year.
My weather person just said we might get snow tomorrow.
It's been 60* since Christmas. How weird.
