My hands are cold

It is 54ºF/12ºC today and I have been playing in water. (Among other things.)

The pot I had my Japanese maple twins in started falling apart last Spring and it got gradually worse over the summer. Last week, I picked it up and the bottom fell out.

Literally

So, Spawn and I shopped for a new pot while we were at the Winter Expo in Kannapolis and picked out one that we both thought was attractive and not the most expensive thing in the vendors’ room.

This was originally a forest. But, one of the trio died and it became a twin. The guy that sold me the pot had some small plants available, too. So, I got another small Japanese maple that I think will have different colored leaves if it makes it to Fall.

And it’s significantly smaller than the other 2.

It’s been too cold for me to do anything with it until today. And today was pushing it. But, I didn’t want it to just sit there with its rootlets hanging out indefinitely. So, I bundled up and sacrificed my manicure.

I actually have them on the marble table by the fence. But, that’s a crap location for taking a picture.

The left is the Japanese quince in a pot made by my friend, Patti. The pot on the right is my little shitakusa of moss. We got the little Buddha at the Art in the Garden event ages ago. It used to be gold. But, he has lived outside and weather caused change. I have couple of chunks of rock that I tend to keep nearby. They are my discount suiseki.

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    Amy J

    Pretty!

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