My Neighbor’s Bugambilia
Written by Teresita Blanco (The Artsy Sister)
I normally do not do two blogs a day. I tend to limit myself to one. I cannot spend the entire day writing. The issue is that the first one was not really a blog. It was just a show of faith, nothing too far out there. Now, I am not too distracted. I decided to show you a new flower photo.
It features my neighbor’s Bugambilia. It is my father’s favorite flower, back when that meant something. I normally do not talk about him because he is dead and buried. It isn’t that I hate him, quite the opposite. Rather, it is just painful to talk about him.
The long and short of it is that the neighbor has a nice Bugambilia tree. The tree is pretty grown. It is just as old as the rest of the plants in my garden. It recently threw an arm over to my garden. Most of the butterflies live in my garden. The neighbor’s cat too also graces my home.
He has not used the cat box and I think he hates me. I do not know why. All I want to do is to pet him. I wanted to take a decent photo of him, but he ran back home. He might not come to the garden for a while. I do not know why he despises me so. I made him a very nice looking cat box.
I never had an issue with cats. Even the stray tended to get along with me, back in the old days. I suppose I still smell of dog. Dogs always like me, even the grouchy ones. I suppose the smell of dog is still clinging to me. Then again, I did petted two dogs last week. I suppose I might still smell like them.
I know I don’t smell like dog, but maybe I do and I just don’t know. I suppose it is just one of those things I have to deal with. This has nothing to do with the pretty flower photo. The butterflies were wandering about a bit. I think they are taking their business elsewhere.
Then again, I only see them still when they are fresh or when I accidently water their wings. I haven’t watered the grass in quite a bit. I am just dealing with the flower bed. The orchid seems like real close to opening new roses.
This is a good thing because the rose bush has all its buds more or less dead. Two of them are already devoid of flowers. The other ones are still hanging in there. I think this is just about it as far as my ramblings are concerned. I hope you like my new floral photography.
