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It's finally starting to get cool, here, where I live. Which means it's only going up to 85 today. Still, the mornings are cool and foggy and at night it almost gets comfortable. I'll have to bring the cactus inside soon, which is quite a pity because it's been growing so well. We had a friend over the other day who used to be a landscaper (a climate zone or two north of here, but she likes native plants) to look at our yard. Apparently we're going to get lots of white indian hawthornes, some trumpet vines .. She was quite impressed that we actually have a hibiscus bush growing, and flowering nearly as well as the crape myrtle.

There was a rosebush - we thought we'd killed it when we stained the deck last year, and it's certainly never shown a bud, but the stems have grown back. We planted another rosebush in the front yard, too, but it's thoroughly dead, now. There's a vibrantly healthy creeping succulent vine growing around it. The vine has pink flowers and it's doing quite well in the shade there under the oak. I'm sure it's all for the best.

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