Scenes From

  the days after a human's intervention with a garden hose.  

This clutch of bromeliads is throwing up a fluorescence that is indicative of it's namesake, the

matchstick bromeliad.

 

 These twin shoots of a variegated ginger are looking Spring like with their new growth

and forgetting that the parent plant had survived to two scaled back hurricanes that shredded

and whipped it to and fro. 

   Nary a sign except my recounting of this rights of living in this part of the hemisphere.

This cutting of a frangipani, one of two specimens that a neighbor offered me.  Shows it's 

resilience by sporting some potential blossoms and only being in the ground for some

several months.

These Amaryllis are nearing their blooming cycle and these in particular have been started from

seed from a stock that belonged to my paternal grandmother, who to was an avid gardener. If you

have the patience that is also sometimes cultivated by said gardeners, this is one of many rewards

of gardening. To be able to walk out into one's yard and have your eyes lassoed by a pair such as 

these this season.

The latest hang out or hide out, it all depends on the eyes of the beholder, if you will. There are

now three and apparently word or perhaps the ribbit got out.

 

 This Curly ginger is showing off it's exoticness, if you will. This specimen is still new to me

and what better way to get to know it is to start from scratch. Some corms were given to me 

from a like minded former neighbor and this one does not fail to disappoint.

What a great place to end this post, it's not from the lack of photos neither, till next time.