Nice try. Maybe I won't try to be interesting.
I'm really worried about my favorite dog. I've seen him wandering around a couple times. I'm worrying that maybe he's lost. He's quite thin, thinner than you would expect for a dog with a home. He has a collar on, and if I could catch him I would see if it has a phone number on it.
If this isn't called a bottle-brush tree, it should be. Actually I think it is. The flowers don't feel like bottle-brushes though. They're kind of soft and rubbery.
This is not much to look at, compared with some balconies I have seen. Just one measly bunch of flowers. Sometimes there are five times this many, but then I don't have my camera with me.
Flowers don't mind growing out of the sidewalk. Bloom where you're planted. Or where you happen to be. I'm sure these weren't planted, but maybe some seeds spilled over from the planter above.
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I just decided to check a blog I've been following about a child in Forney, Texas. The latest article is encouraging. Don't miss the part about Dutch kisses.
http://prayforlucy.wordpress.com/
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