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The End of Mr. Ficus’ Pot My Life 19 APR 2011

A fair while ago I mentioned that Mr. Ficus couldn’t quite hold his own when it came to Gordon Bay’s infamous winds. Then a couple of weeks ago I reported that his pot hadn’t quite dealt with the last fall all that well, forming a huge crack down the middle. Today I sadly announce that Mr. Ficus’ pot is no more.

Last week’s surprise windy gusts did enough to once again bowl Mr. Ficus over, shattering his rather expensive Benbel-purchased pot in the process.

Of course, this has since prompted us to rather unrestrict the poor leafy fellow from the confines of a fickle vessel and instead plant him in the garden proper, allowing his root system to provide the necessary anchorage and cause him to be the tree he always wanted to be.

Really shattered pot

Really shattered pot

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That now only leaves us with the giant shattered pot to somehow get rid of…

Ficus Crack Pot My Life 23 FEB 2011

Ficus Crack Pot. Despite sounding like a drug reference, I am in fact referring to poor Mr. Ficus’ pot, which didn’t survive the last gusty blasts we experienced here in Gordon’s Bay unscathed.

After picking up Mr. Ficus who was lying on his side, dusting him off and propping him back upright, I noticed a rather large crack running down the length of his pot. Not fatal to the pot mind you, but bad enough.

So I guess I’ll just have to do a bit of pot twirling to sort this unsightly issue out.

The wind however didn’t seem to affect our resident garden fanged yellow eight-legged monster who has been living in the same spot for the last couple of months, nor the garden shed which still stands much to my surprise.

Monty’s ladder did take a bit of a topple though.

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The Cat, the Tree, the Pot My Life 08 JUL 2010

I know, I know, another cheap photo post, but damn it, Olympus is just being so lovable and cute at the moment that I couldn’t resist!

Thanks to the glorious weather a weekend or two ago, I finally had the chance to swing open the back sliding door, let in the fresh air and hand the washing up outside, only to stop for a second and take notice that I wasn’t the only one relishing the warm sunlight on my skin.

No, Olympus the cat had indeed decided that this was the perfect opportunity to get to know Mr. Ficus a little better…

Olympus attempting some form of pole dancing.

Embarrassed at being caught out, Olympus attempts to hide behind Mr. Ficus