of having a flower pod, or a bed you might call it,
to hang in the balcony grill of my flat. Not that I could
not afford the flower bed, it was more to do with
how to hang it there, where it is now. I did not want to
put it in the balcony floor, it would take too much space
obstructing the already tight spot, get in the way,
make the place wet and muddy and so forth.
Anyway, a trip to the Eden gardens at Lane Cove
with the silly girl opened up the heavens for me,
as the bracket that holds the bed to the grill finally
appeared in front of my eyes. It probably is a
silly revelation for many, but a long held unfulfilled
desire for me. The joy of watering my own plants, in my
place, the one I own. Well the choice was a set of
little orange and red flowers that I frankly dunno
the names of. A guy there helped us prepare it with
some extra soil. Sadly many of the flowers died on the way
as it was hot day, and they had to wait for some
time in the car while we did some shopping at Mcquarie
center, though we had kept the car window little bit
open while we went in to the mall.
Now the half of them are wilted. And I never get to see them
bloom because they seem to get up and flourish during
day and wilt at night!!
