Sharing with Garden Bloggers Bloom Day - on the 15th of the month.
Outside my front door, a kind of spastic azalea. Or perhaps split personality? A dark butterfly is on the lower right blossom.
The bewildering array of oxygen tanks with a gauge saying the connected one is empty (in the red). Someone turned it all the way "on" while I was gone...or perhaps the EMTs as they left to take me to hospital Friday the 3rd. Now I need to figure out how to switch the gauge setup to another tank so I can try carrying it around, if I so choose. So far I haven't felt much difference with oxygen "as needed." Mainly it's a pain in the "feet don't trip over the tubing" all over the place inside the house. I have two other methods of getting O2 in portable ways.
Our native Flame Azalea, pruned and placed in a parking lot.
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