In spite of the best efforts by the venerable United Parcel Service…

And in spite of the poor, unpadded, unsealed grocery bag packaging…

My ginger arrived today. She’d never given me a tracking number, and she’d listed shipping as USPS, but whatever–it got here. A bit dry, but it’s been cool enough that being stuck at UPS all weekend didn’t kill apparently healthy plants. Since I already had their bed ready, I planted them immediately.

Mulched them.

And finally, watered them.

I watered pot plants and purloined roadside weeds, topped up the water garden, flooded the wild hibiscus, topped up the pond, fed the birds, and put out new finch socks. As I was carrying the finch socks down to hang them, I stopped because Woody (wood frog) was talking to himself in the pond. Normally, he’ll shut right up when I approach, phone in hand, but this time, he didnt, and I finally got him!