Okay, it's not exactly itsy bitsy, nor is it teeny weenie.
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| Good grief, Squishy--control yourself! |
But Squishy has yellow polkadots. I don't know what they mean, but I'm hoping they're more interested in hangin' out and bein' friends than they are in destroying things. Wanna be friends, Yellow guy? Can I call you Yelly for short? (It's not bad enough that I anthropomorphize my plants, now I'm anthropomorphizing their freckles too.)
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| Looks like someone sneezed butter. |
Moving on, I also detect something a little off about Scruffy. His leaves are rolling just a bit. From what I've read, this can mean any number of things. I just don't know which number Scruffy is dealing with. Any suggestions, faithful readers? No?
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| What gives, Scruff? |
I'm hoping it's a watering issue that I can amend by... doing something else, I guess.
I was gone all day, and when I came home, it seemed like Climby had grown four inches and bloomed twenty more flowers. So pretty and happy!
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| Such a delicate, feminine plant. |
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| So dainty! |
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| So demure! |
But this is the best part. This started happening earlier this week. I'm not ashamed to admit that I squeed just a little bit.
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| Oh you delicious pod, growing so sweet and tasty! |
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| The tendril wanted some attention apparently. |
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| Ah, there we go. Harbinger of yummitude! |
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| This one is so itty bitty! So cute, like a fat little infant. |
I mulched Stunty (the slow growing green beans) with potting soil. I hope that makes him a little happier. They're hangin' in there, and they are actually growing, even if it's a little slow...
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| Happy little row of what I hope will be deliciousness someday. |
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| This one's downright pretty. |
The end.
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