Frances is reborn!

I am not naturally one to believe in reincarnation, rebirth, or even small miracles.

But the rebirth of Frances is something very close to one of these if not all.

S is especially fond of Frances and has nursed her and her mate Pablo from day one. They live outside on our terrace, and through all the seasons have been through some tough days. Momiji (Japanese maples) are not exactly known for being the most invincible of plants, but after waiting for 2 years, one would imagine that at some point they would have some nice, beautiful red leaves. Pablo is close to a lost cause. We left him with GG while we went on holiday, and he had surely undergone some harsh plant abuse while we were away (GG claims he pissed on him everyday but I don't really think it went that far). Anyway, ever since, Pablo has retreated into his own little momiji shell... or else he is one hell of an obstinate plant.

Frances, on the other hand, is a sight for sore eyes. For the first time ever, instead of dying at a momiji's prime time for colour change, she let her leaves turn a beautiful, dainty red, and she's displayed prettily atop our living room shelves instead of outside in the cold of the terrace.

Truthfully, I think she was just sick of taking Pablo's crap and decided to grow to her full potential as all females should :-)