I'm turning over a story about on line buying.
I've read Google may add a "buy button" to searches.
Earlier in the month, cleaning up the vestiges of the virus mess on my computer, my computer wizard convinced me to switch to my google email, and I acquiesced, noting google soon may own the earth, and in exchange for telling me what I want to know in a flash, it may be an even exchange.
"It's the future," said my wizard, who is 31 years younger.
There you have it.
Then it quit raining and I went out to take pictures of raindrops on plants.
This actually is not another garden post this week.
It's about a discovery.
Raindrops on the columbine that reseeded after the awful winter.
Raindrops on the Solomon's seal.
I wish they would bloom!
The girl with the shiny hair pulled some weeds.
She had come outside to install her Christmas present.
The girl with the boots went to work.
I asked her if the gerbera daises were in yet.
Yes, they were.
So, Laura and I exercised our buy button and brought one home for lamb.
Laura filled the watering can at the now overflowing rain barrel,
And watered lamb's daisy.
Then she turned round and said "Look. Water does not stick to nasturtium leaves. There are no drops on them."
Go back and look at my picture of pig's nasturtiums when the rain ended.
There are no rain drops.