Craaazy vinca!

The vinca, or flower of death is an annual, about 30cm tall. Except for the ones in my garden, that are like a metre tall and have been here for four years:

There are two explanations: the little old lady next door is putting steroids on her roses, or the vinca is Possesed.
Now that I think about it, possesion makes sense...I mean look at the other plants, they're all either sickly looking or dead. Even the cactus has fallen over! There I was thinking all my plants died becuase I didn't water them...

On the plus side, I always have cut flowers when I want them :)

Also, I have the contact details for Jaqui, the now-ex-Subi-markets funky goth/medieval clothes lady. Not sure why she gave 'em to me, since I never spent any money there, but her clothes are quite nice and made to order, if anyones interested.

Yes, I was bored to have made this post. So bored I typed it out again when Blogger swallowed the first draft. Maybe I should clean or something...