Now, they bloom.
But something has already eaten all my peaches. I think I need to figure out how to net my tangerine tree so I can have some fruit from it. Or how to kill all squirrels. Maybe, birds too. If only I could figure out the real culprit.
I am currently hating wild animals. Evil fruit stealers, giving me long enough to get excited about growing something edible before taking it all away.
Also, Little Girl did a report of Joan of Arc. Here, she poses next to Ameila Earhart before she completely froze up on stage and for once in her life, forgot how to speak. (For those who don't know her, my little girl speaks a lot. Really. She almost never stops. For those who do know her -- apparently the best way to get a few minutes of silence is to put her on a stage with a prepared report.)