We planted typical palm trees, birds of paradise and tropicana canna, but I think my favorite is the hibiscus plant that produces beautiful, sweet red flowers.
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The plant would have about 50 blooms on it right now - I can see where the flowers should be. Except Barkley has eaten every.single.one of the flowers.
A few mornings ago, as I stood in my bathroom straightening my hair with both kids and my husband sleeping in our bed a mere 2 feet away outside the bathroom door, I spotted Barkley in the garden amongst the tropical plants. As he bit off the one hibiscus bloom that seemed to have appeared overnight, he meandered across the backyard ever so slowly, right by the bathroom window, smirking at me as he passed by. Oh how I wanted to scold him and yank the flower from his mouth! But to wake my babies up at 6:15am would not be worth it.
Not like scolding him over that one flower would ever change his future flower stealing behavior.
He loves them. He's an evil thief. And I have learned to love the plant with only its green leaves. I dream about the red sweet blooms it is capable of having. And I laugh at the dog we have named Barkley.
Every Thursday we come together to share the harvest of intentional living by capturing a glimpse of the bigger picture through a simple moment.