Remember the post I did on my three amaryllis plants ? I have some sad, sad news. We were out all day at a soccer tournament and returned to this:
Poor, poor Pipsqueak. He just couldn’t take this cold, cruel world anymore. He crept up to the edge of the ledge, and he jumped.
Let’s take a moment to remember Pipsqueak in all his beautiful glory.
On a happier note, Runt is finally blooming!
Winter is barely here, and I’m already ready for Spring.