Like a Proud Mama...



Now the baby vines need to be encouraged to twist around the bamboo!

Yesterday it was enjoyable to encourage the tiny little morning glory vines to twist around the bamboo stakes.  They are growing leaps and bounds on a daily basis because my sliding door faces south and gets sun most of the day.  They lap up the sunshine with a smile on their little faces and push their leafy greens toward the warmth. Well....I can't disagree with you...I do get a little bit carried away with my plants....but for some reason it feels like nurturing a loved one.

It feels nice to be needed even though my seedlings don't feel the love in return....or do they?  I can only speak for my human counterparts and I can identify with my female protagonist who is frightened of change but loves it at the same time.  She is the caregiver in her family...and suddenly...she is no longer needed.  Why? Does she seek out more wounded people to care for to fulfill her needs, or does she spread her wings towards emancipation?