Frannie, Naked Ladies & Crazy Petunia Basket

Now that is one comfortable pug curled up in my bed! My dear foster Frannie went to what I hope is her forever home today. I do hope it works out for her. Usually I am convinced the adoption will work just fine, but with this one I have apprehensions. The couple lives in a townhome/condo and they are worried about upsetting the neighbors if she barks. They have a male pug, Charlie, who they say doesn't bark. Frannie doesn't bark a lot, but until she gets comfortable in their home, she may bark when they leave and then when they get back home. I mean, she is a dog, and dogs bark, for Pete's sake. Right? I already called to check on her last evening, and so far, so good. If by chance it doesn't work out, she is welcome back here anytime! How could you not fall in love with this face?
My mom always called these Naked Ladies. In the spring, they get leaves very similar to that of a daffodil. They then die back and a few weeks later buds start sprouting from the ground. Others refer to it as a Resurrection Lily. I looked it up, but do not recall the correct name. In a week's time it went from this.....
...to this. Simply amazing.
Can anyone tell me what's going on with my petunia basket? (You can enlarge the picture for a better look.) I've never seen such a thing and it's just very bizarre.

The wine gods were smiling on Wine on the Water Saturday evening. The weather was perfect, the musical entertainment superb and the crowd plentiful. Hopefully the Black River Historical Society made a tidy profit. I was so busy selling tickets, I did not have time to sample any of the wines ;-(

It's Monday again. I hope your week is off to a great start.

Thank you for stopping by.

Pug hugs :)

Lauren