My old friend, whose name is Plant, has long outgrown his home. A series of instruments had been placed around him to keep his balance, including a shelf, a block of Texas limestone, and a large and ancient bottle of perfume.
Today, I decided it was high time to give Plant a new home. One that would be able support his steady and constant growth for years to come.
I believe he will be happy in this knew house. This is Plant's first house transplant, so I'm hoping all goes well as he adjusts to the spacious new living quarters.
Plant and I go way back (7 years, if I remember correctly). He's always been there for me, and I for him.
I've seen him grow and sprout.
And he's seen me splash paint about.
Today, Plant gets to spend the day outside after a nice cool spray with the hose. Here's to 7 more years of constant and growing friendship.
Thank you, Plant, for being a good plant.
