The Annual NBC Nail Biter Continues
As the bud got heavier, the angle of the dangle went from up to down. You should know that sometimes the bud falls off–OOF.
So it’s looking a little precarious. I’ll need to support it. Wheels are turning.
To heighten the tension, due to circumstances beyond my control I may not be here when she blows and miss the Grand Finale. We cannot have this.
GROW BABY GROW! You’re on the clock.
I remain hopeful.
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Posted on August 13, 2022, in cosmic, humor, Mischief. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.
uppervalleygirl 
Put another stool under the flower.
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Ha ha, I don’t have anything that photogenic. Hence “wheels are turning”! Fishing line to ceiling? TBD!
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Eek! Would feeding it encourage it to bloom sooner?
How did you come to possess this rare and wondrous plant?
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