Peevish Pen

Ruminations on reading, writing, rural living, retirement, aging—and sometimes cats. And maybe a border collie or other critters.

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Location: Rural Virginia, United States

I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), Miracle of the Concrete Jesus & Other Stories, and several Kindle ebooks.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Oh, Me of Little Faith

Every summer since we've lived here, passion flowers have bloomed in the flowerbed near the power pole. They're lovely and have a sweet smell. I took this picture in 2006:

I was pretty sure last year's drought killed off the passion flowers. At least I hadn't seen any sprouts this spring.

Until the other day.

I'd been looking in the flowerbed where I expected to find them. But I didn't find any there.

After last Saturday's rain, they popped up all over the lawn—at least a dozen or more sprouts. John is careful not to mow over them.

I've marked them with assorted yard art and tomato cages so they'll have something to climb.

Sometimes, things you hope to find are found where you don't expect to find them.
Today, I updated my other blogs, here and here. (In case you weren't expecting to find them.)



Blogger Amy Hanek said...

I just found blueberry bushes. They weren't mature enough for me to identify them last year (the drought didn't help). This year I have fresh, plump blueberrys growing! What a nice surprise!!

5:38 PM  
Blogger Debi Kelly Van Cleave said...

Well Becky, I would say you have a green thumb--everything is flourishing at your house.

5:50 PM  

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