Stand my ground

I think I need to end this week with Tom Petty’s “I Won’t Back Down”. Because things.

Crank up the volume.

 

 

Something soothing

If you’re having a week like mine, here’s some flowing water for you.

Ignore the drain pipe.

 

 

 

In the zone

A while ago I posted some pictures of hibiscus flowers in various colors. Someone commented later that they’d never seen white hibiscus and that resonated with me. I mean—while I have seen them, they’ve been rare.

But earlier this month I saw a white hibiscus bush that’s actually two stories tall, so they must really thrive in this area, which is plant hardiness zone 7. 

It may have started out as being cultivated, but it’s clearly taken on a mind of its own.

 

 

New to the 'hood

I have posted in the past about the brown bunny (or bunnies—I only ever see one at a time, but I don’t discount the possibility that there’s more than one) encountered around the ‘hood.

Well, here’s evidence that there are at least two:

You may not be able to tell, but this is one much smaller than my usual sightings; like, by about half size. Also, it's very good at remaining so still that I might reasonably be expected to think it was just another hosta leaf.

Well, all are welcome. (Although, tbf, I suppose I might feel a bit differently if the family were chowing down on my garden. But it's not.)

 

 

Gratitude Monday: turning a corner

The deal for the acquisition of my employer by a much larger company closes today. There’s a lot of uncertainty for the company being acquired in deals like this.

Well, to be precise—there’s a lot of uncertainty and anxiety among the people of the company being acquired. Management always tells you that the acquiring company values the people of the acquired company, but in the end, it’s a crapshoot.

I went through something like this back in 2000. It did not end well.

And, tbh, my position is particularly uncertain, as I am, ah, currently between departments. And you never know what elements of an organization will be considered surplus to requirements in the larger organization.

I’ve been thinking about this for a while, and here’s my conclusion: the gods will make their decision and whatever happens, I’ll deal with it. Perhaps not well, but it’ll be dealt with.

In the meantime, I’m grateful for the opportunity to work in this field, to fight the good fight and to contribute to the whole.