Flowers on my balcony
I remembered to water my flowers today. I almost ignored them for 3 days after I got my computer. This is the first computer I have that I don't have to share with others. I am so happy to have it. My flowers are doing just fine, I have found. Strawberry is not doing so well though. The fruits are small. While I was cleaning away dead leaves in pot, I found a peanut, with whole shell buried in the earth. It must have happened not so long ago as the shell was still clean. I wonder who buried the peanut there. Beibei said the blue jay. Of course. I have seen them stopping by my balcony. I put the peanut back to where it was, hoping whoever buried it there will be able to find it later.
When I was young, we lived in a room in a 3 storey brick apartment building, sharing bathroom (or should say toilet) and kitchen with 3 other families. We burned coal for cooking and heating. The floor was concrete. We had a few simple pieces of furniture just to satisfy the day to day use. Back of the building underneath our window, we had a tiny patch, window size of land where we tried to grow some vegetables and flowers. Veggies were not very successful, but we were able to have some fresh tomatoes and beans on the table. This tiny garden brought much joy to me and whenever I had time I would stay there for hours, fascinated by the variety of insects. I uncovered an ant underworld. I saw how bees collect pollen. Beetles and wasps, mantis skins, and many others. One day I observed a strange creature, like a shell-less snail sucking on the gourds. Neither did I nor my parents knew what kind of worm that was. It was until many years later when I saw it again in North America, their much larger and colorful version, did I know that they were called slugs.
When I was young, we lived in a room in a 3 storey brick apartment building, sharing bathroom (or should say toilet) and kitchen with 3 other families. We burned coal for cooking and heating. The floor was concrete. We had a few simple pieces of furniture just to satisfy the day to day use. Back of the building underneath our window, we had a tiny patch, window size of land where we tried to grow some vegetables and flowers. Veggies were not very successful, but we were able to have some fresh tomatoes and beans on the table. This tiny garden brought much joy to me and whenever I had time I would stay there for hours, fascinated by the variety of insects. I uncovered an ant underworld. I saw how bees collect pollen. Beetles and wasps, mantis skins, and many others. One day I observed a strange creature, like a shell-less snail sucking on the gourds. Neither did I nor my parents knew what kind of worm that was. It was until many years later when I saw it again in North America, their much larger and colorful version, did I know that they were called slugs.
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