Mickey's Fine Malt

It's been a long time since I've seen any tin can sculptures on the walking path; I just assumed the guy had moved on. How happy I was to see this charming pelican sitting on the fence post this morning.

My neighbor gave me a whole box of succulent cuttings--what a variety of shapes and colors. I've resisted these plants for a long time, thought they were uninteresting and strange and too sci-fi. Something's shifted though, and it was fun to combine different elements in an odd collection of pots that I had hanging around. I even found an old miniature toy wringer washer at a garage sale to use as a planter! I'm eager to see how long it takes for the cuttings to root and be happy.