First, the present Skanny left on the roof of HK this morning. A lovely dead mole.

It was raining when I left, and I figured the mole would roll/blow/rinse off when I got out on the one-way in the rain (which turned heavy). This was on the back window when I got home.

P. laughed. I still didn’t remove it; I’m not touching a wet mole corpse.

My little tiger baby is still alive, and a whole new colour. I hope he makes it to adulthood!

In non-dead news, my second persimmon is still alive! Tiny growth, but growth!

The other is doing well so far.

Nobody has to train cardinal climber to climb!

It’s humid as hell and raining again; a good day to be a seedling.  I also brought that poor palm outside; the air conditioning is drying it out worse than the heat did. I expect it to die, but it’ll be happier on the patio, I think. Might bring my… (forget the name EDIT: Ardisia) tree out, too, though it seems very happy in the south window. Dunno.