my lemon tree is starting to put out new leaves. after i "pruned" it (er... chopped the top off) to stop it becoming too leggy it has looked a little sorry for itself. i am too fond of my plants... i go out at least twice a day to check on them. i have now adopted a small jasmine plant to add to my collection of small/weedy/close-to-death plants. last weekend we had some visitors, they were sat out on the veranda, and one of them was sitting near my group of pots. his legs were crossed and his foot was dangerously near to the tops of my plants, it kept swingin down and nearly mangling them beyond repair. i spent the whole time we were sat there watching his foot and feeling anxious. obsessive? quite possibly. i don't even like bizzi lizzies.
 
thought of the day from jonathan richman:
"well it takes gall to reach out and try affection, on people who maybe want your touch but you can't tell. because they can laugh, and thats like rejection, and you probably won't like that very well."
(the point being of course, that you should try anyway)