The other morning, I was lying in my bed, and I noticed this pretty colored thing in one of our trees:
I was too lazy to get out of bed to investigate, but I remember thinking how pretty that orange thing was. When we got home from work today, I went out back with Rockett, and noticed the interesting flower/thing again. So, I moved a bit closer.
I realized there was something white and something orange. I was intrigued. I was feeling one with nature. I was walking on the grass.
What is this? Why is there just this one bloom? How amazing is nature that this can grow in a garden that receives little in the way of TLC? I was praising nature. I was proud of this strong flower growing in my yard. I welcomed the symbol of persistence into my garden. I had dreams of my yard being covered in these gorgeous flowers. I envisioned receiving the "Yard Of the Month" award.
And then I saw this:
Curly vine? Snake? What could it be?
Price Tag. Silk Garden Shop.
Placed in the tree by very funny boyfriend.
Oh well. At least I don't have to go outside to water it.