. . . we have a bloom. I thought I was seeing things when I hosed down the Giant bird of paradise in our yard. A flower? After the fire? It’s the first bloom in a year and a half. Not as dramatic as the orange flowers on this regular bird of paradise …
but I like the off-white, blue and black against the green:
Things are slowly getting back to normal. It rained just a little bit and washed more of the soot away. There aren’t quite so many fire restoration trucks in the street and the smell of smoke is nearly gone.
Thank you for all the kind comments on my last post. I appreciate them so much. While we were evacuated, I received so many texts, calls and emails on my phone and they were really comforting.
Great weekend everyone. . . .