Living as I do is not for everyone but, then, I am not like everyone. In fact, I am far different than most as I prefer my solitude over having to deal with the drama of the world. Going places has become too much effort so I stay. Others call me eccentric but I have to admit it is those eccentricities that calm my soul. My little bayou is my sanity. Let me roam the swamps, sit on the pier or dig in the Small Gardens and I am one happy camper.
Speaking of digging in the gardens, this morning as I was hilling the tomatoes, I found an odd-looking thing in the soil. It looked mightily like some weird alien with sprawling legs and one huge eye! Ok, so the imagination has a way of running amok at times! This was obviously a seed of some sort that has started to sprout...but what? It is unlike anything I planted! Granted, I hauled nigh on 40 wheelbarrows of mulch from down the hillside so it could be anything...from anywhere since said mulch was ground from hurricane debris.
Well, since the seed had decided to start life in the midst of the tomato patch, there was nothing to do but move it to a better place. The seed was potted and put on the herb shelf arbor. There, it will stay until it can be fully identified. If it is a "safe" plant, it will be allowed to grow but, if it is yet another highly invasive thing that washed in on the tide waters, I am not sure it should have that chance. The place is already teeming with rattlebox, Florida betony and cogon grass that came from parts unknown. I really do not need to have yet another fast-spreading weed occupy my gardens! For now the "alien" will remain captive in its tiny flowerpot!
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