Flowers by other names

This plant isn't an African violet. It's an Episcia, also known as the flame violet, trailing violet, or chocolate soldier plant. The grower calls it Daphne's Choice.

I didn't even know there was such a plant as "trailing" violets. I searched for yellow violet, this one came up, I saw the bloom from the front, and added that bad boy to the cart. When I got it, I thought one of bloom stalks was broken during shipping. I Googled images of Episcia and realized the stalk was not broken--it's a runner that will branch out and attach to the soil. Because that's what they do! This is one of the few times that skipping over the full product description has worked out well for me.

The pink and white one is a chimera, and the adorable miniature one’s name is Blue Blazes. It looked blue on the website, but in real life and in my pics, it has beautiful blooms that are purple.

I also bought a pink bromeliad.

Hope you enjoy my flowers!

#notwriting

I'm sitting at my desk. I'm alt + tabbing between 3 pages and my solitaire game.

It's all good unless you haven't written ANYthing in any form except to write in greeting cards. No tanka poetry, no haiku, no non-fiction, no fiction. Wait, though, it's occurring to me that I've written a lot of lists: grocery, stuff to Google, weekend projects. Whoo-hoo.

The thing is this. I'm reluctant to reread the sections I was working on because I don't have the slightest motivation to write the parts that need to come after. I may or may not be avoiding getting back to work on it anyway because that inner voice has been saying, "Just forget about it, it's not good enough anyway!" I acknowledge this is an obstacle I can conquer, so I need to force it for a while until it becomes natural. It's one of the hardest things this writer has to do.

Updating my status is writing, so I'ma get back to it.