Slow Sunday

I woke up to Koby gardening in her underwear, and I knew it meant a good day. This afternoon I got to take a hike with my mom, and spend some time showing dad how to use the Netflix account I made for them today. I like it when Sundays start and end slow. I'm usually working the entire weekend, but this one turned out to be work-free, and unfortunately I also went school free. Its about to hit 9 p.m. and I'm wondering about that decision. I decided to take care of a plant today that has bugs. When I went to examine the damage I realized they went to the roots. They were even in the soil! And so the plant is no more. Unfortunately, because its Easter Sunday I found zero greenhouses open, and my pot is looking sad and empty. It will be hard to replace my string of bananas...I may have to just end up with a smaller version of the recently departed.

The painting is some unfinished business by Louis, the female bust/vase is from my great aunt, and the beauuuuutiful flowers are from Brenna's family as a "Wow you got your masters and we are soooooo proud here are some flowers" gift. The seedling is currently climbing to its destiny in our backyard.