Wednesday, June 18

An evening is always better after a margarita. But tonight is still cold and rainy. They say it is going to rain until Saturday. The flowers I bought last week are all starting to droop and all that is left of those Joel gave me are a few lovely petals pressed in a book. The miniature rose bush in the living room has aphids and will be banished soon. My geranium is not happy indoors and begonias have never liked me. The small roses from Catherine that are by the computer are dead. My only hope is the tiny pink tip on the end of one branch of my Christmas Cactus. Please flower soon.

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