My new deck's pergola with Morning Glories is a smashing success! And look at Audrey--my Tree Philodendron on the right! Audrey came to be back in 1994 as a little plant in a little pot and I had no idea just how much our relationship would grow over the last 22 years. She winters inside with a dirty of natural light and spends her summers out back recuperating. It's a cycle that seems to work for her. And this year, she is more magnificent that ever!
Thus I have bestowed upon her this moniker: Audrey-the-Magnificent! I am so tempted to bequeath her to the National Conservatory upon my death, just because she has been such a joy to me all these years. Is that even possible?
I was born on a bitterly cold end of January night in the year 1961. It was seven years to the day after the birth of Oprah Winfrey, and one year before the death of Robert Frost on that same day. Cool associations both.
I was the first child of older parents (my mother was 42). I love the color yellow. I am single, and fascinated with life.