Last night was pretty chilly. Boy Bobby put a new front porch light out front for me, with a motion detector. I noticed when it came on how spectacular the camellia by the front door looked. It measures 8 feet across at its widest, and is 14 feet tall. Its partner at the other end of the house is not as wide as we have to cut it back every year in order to get down the sidewalk, but it is the same height. I thought the pictures at night showed how full of blooms they were better than daylight shots.
Punkin is grateful for the heating pad in his box. Can't you hear him say, "Oh, that feels good on these old bones!"
Boy, blogger sure does not cooperate in the picture placement department anymore. Sorry, but I don't seem to have anyway to get these pictures where I want them.