The month of August in the 2009 Defender’s of Wildlife calendar is an adorable wolf pup. This is not the exact same image, but it should give you an idea of the extreme cuteness. This is the calendar on the refrigerator in our apartment. When I walk by the refrigerator, my husband has to listen to me say, “Oh, it’s sooooo cute. Just the cutest little thing,” as I pet the picture. I can hardly write this post because I am just so distracted looking at that cute little fur ball.
A baby Peace Lily flower, to be exact. I am very excited about this development because I was beginning to think that maybe peace lilies did not flower in real life, only in artificial greenhouse conditions where they get lots of chemical fertilizers. But no, this is a for real peace lily in our apartment.
My husband (then boyfriend) gave me this plant, separated from a larger peace lily he had, for Christmas in 2006 (in a very pretty Fair Trade ceramic pot). It had about six leaves at that point. While I managed to keep it alive for the past 2 1/2 years, I would not exactly say it has thrived, as evidenced by the fact that it now has 8 leaves (it has grown more than 2 new leaves, but some of the older ones have passed on). I have celebrated each new leaf as a big accomplishment, but this, the flower? This is huge. I may name my first born child “Peace Lily Flower.” Has a nice ring to it, huh?
Aside from the excitement, I’m trying to evaluate what the flower means. It either means the plant is quite happy or is extremely distressed. Since the weather has warmed up, it resides on our sun porch, our VERY HOT, non-air-conditioned sun porch. So while I hope it is quite happy, if it were me, in those conditions? Extremely distressed.
Despite looking so hard that I almost rode my bike off of a bridge, I missed the ducklings in the park that is on my daily commute this year. However, I was treated to these little guys at Botany Pond on the UChicago campus. They were past the little yellow fluff ball (i.e., super cute) stage, but they were still pretty darn cute, especially when they started going bottoms up in their search for food.