C’s been on vacation all this week, and although Monday was steady and pleasant, Tuesday through Thursday were flat-out hair-on-fire customer emergency clusterfuck disasters. Made it through, though!

I haven’t taken many pictures because I haven’t done any garden stuff, but I did want to document the first bloom on the (dis)obedient plant that I got this year. Not fully opened yet, and since last night was laundry night, I forgot to look, but I will at some point during the weekend.

Two of the cup plants didn’t get to bloom this year because Charlotte neatly nipped off the tops, and apparently these do not branch when cut back. Anyway, the rest of them flowered–in varying heights–with these being nearly 8′ tall. I do like the big leaves, though, and have seen birds drinking from the “cups”. Bees also love the flowers.

Only one little Spicebush Doot-doot this time; I don’t think I want to enclose them because I’ve got a lot going on, and what if I forgot and the little dude starved to death because he ran out of leaves in his enclosed space. I’d feel worse about that than I would about him being eaten by a spider or a bird, so for now, I’ve just left him in his little sleeping bag. I had two, but the last time I looked, I could find only one of them. Still at the bird poop stage.