This weekend I discovered that Selena Gomez and Vanessa Hudgens are not the same person.  Also, I gardened the ass off of Saturday, apartment gardening having been replaced by courtyard gardening, next stop actual farming.

Also, I thought (and felt) a lot about loneliness.  And how to talk about it, write about it, swim through it.  More on that when thoughts have become sentences.

Also, I went to an ameezing Sunday afternoon Joburg rooftop party for a good cause.

Sometimes Joburg is a bad, bad boyfriend.  He forgets about you, is a bully or just plain ol’ doesn’t seem to care.  But then, out of nowhere he arrives with a bunch of ranunculus in the form of a glorious, windy, clear afternoon of good music and great company and suddenly, all is forgiven.  I heart you Joburg.

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Apartment Gardening

Succulents are much prettier than cacti and much harder to kill than normal plants.  They also work  nicely in non-traditional gardening containers like ceramic vases and white glass bowls with weird knobbly bits.

This weekend I got my indoor gardening on.  Fun was had.  Corners were greened.  Tears were cried during the Katy Perry movie ‘Part of Me – 3D’.  Oh wait, no, that’s for another post.  This one’s about the ameezingness that is apartment gardening.  Yes.  Good.


…Baby You’re a Firework…

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