Now we're getting somewhere

Now I feel we're getting somewhere - me and the plant. You can begin to see a bit of colour in the shoots, giving a hint as to what's to come, and look at the last of the shoots at the bottom, struggling to get out and catch up with the others - "hey, wait for us!". Hmm, hearing voices in flowers now - reminds me of the conversations I used to have with the daffodils in the garden at home when I was small. Slightly worrying that it's still happening...