Two years ago today, my Princess Petunia was born at 9:03 a.m.
She was 5 weeks early; an exceptionally active baby inutero, making for a not so comfortable pregnancy - as well as a complicated one - as I was on restricted activity/bedrest from 15 weeks on. She came out screaming, which was a wonderful thing to hear the morning of her birth...and indicitive of her fighting nature and exuberant personality. Today at two years of age, she has a smile that will melt your heart....a spirit that can accomplish and overcome anything....and a personality that is many times larger than her tiny frame. My Princess Petunia as I've called her since the day she was born, has blossomed into a little girl who like the flower is beautiful and delicate; yet hearty and strong - flourishing with color.
Speaking of petunias....
I had to replace all of my hanging petunia plants today. They were gorgeous a few weeks back, but it seems that some sort of mite got into them, and so all the greens were growning but the blooms were dying and having holes in them. Today I figured out what it was, got some treatment for them (insect chemical warfare - gotta love it!) and I moved them to my back deck in the hopes of bringing them back to life. In doing this, I realized that there are hooks on the deck from the previous owner, I suppose for sheperds hooks to hang such type baskets. Who knew???