I was so tired of all of this.

And brought it into the mudroom, the one with all the window across the front of the house.. Bingo.About a month later and I had a fern again!.

Oh, and that pot?You want to know about that pot?You mean the awesome crackly, aged, rope-edged work of art there?

Yeah, I saw you eyeing that up.. Well, it’s actually so aged that it’s in three pieces, with the potted fern sitting inside.I refuse to part with it though.. Love the flip flops and rain boots.

The pot belonged to our neighbor in our old house.

She was the most wonderful gardener.If you’ve been hanging out around here for long, you may know that I love weeds.

So much so that I may even from time to time call them “plants”..So what is this plant?

It started growing in my front flower garden and it made such nice ground cover that I just mulched right around it.It has such nice succulenty looking leaves, doesn’t it?.