Went out front [actually the side of the house but where the front door is] and saw that our little bush that has been trying to grow for three years has finally flowered. I screamed at Bill, "Get out here, now, hurry." He about broke his leg jumping up and running to the door. When I pointed at the flower on the bush, he gave me a funny look. Guess it doesn't take much to get me excited any more. So here is its beautiful flower.
Looking from the door back to the bush. Lots of flowers here.
I love the plants that have two or three different colors on them
Now you know what I am really like.
Not talking about yesterday's NASCAR race - horrid day for the #18. But this weekend he starts 4th, maybe he'll be able to go forward as fast as he went backward yesterday. I hope.