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The Flower Bed Lady The Flower Bed Lady garden for bees in your neighborhood. Bees are important. ...Is an idea I have bounced around in my head for a while.

Three years ago I set out goals for working from home. At first, I thought was a great hashtag. My partners didn't like it for the TLC's "I Don't Want No Scrubs." Yeah, I know you are thinking about that TLC song; I did too, so I looked the lyrics up and came up with a pun, a play on words. The play on words seem raw, so I to refine it and came up ... a set goal. I wan

t to share with you information, knowledge, suggestions and my daily struggles with being a 46-year-old "Businesswoman."
...will chronological my journey as a businesswoman dealing with particular activities like my purpose as a business owner, generating cash flow, sales, and revenue utilizing a combination of social media, humanity, financial issues, intellectual concepts with a view to economic growth and development for myself and those around me and stray thoughts.

06/14/2026

Your orchid is literally breathing through its roots—and the color change you see after watering is proof those roots are alive and working. Here's what's actually happening: orchid roots contain chlorophyll (the same stuff in leaves), and when water saturates the velamen—that spongy outer layer—light penetrates deeper, triggering photosynthesis. Those roots turn green because they're actively making food. The silvery-white color? That's the velamen filled with air, acting like a moisture reservoir waiting to be refilled. But brown roots tell a different story. They've rotted from overwatering or suffocation, and here's the critical part: dead roots don't just stop working—they actively drain resources as the plant tries to sustain tissue that can't be saved. This is why trimming brown roots isn't cruel; it's strategic. Your orchid redirects energy toward new root growth instead of pumping nutrients into dead ends. The color system is your orchid's way of communicating its needs in real-time. Green means thriving, silver means ready for water, brown means time to sterilize your shears.

What color are your orchid's roots telling you right now? [G79MZ]

My collard greens are huge.
06/09/2026

My collard greens are huge.

Today my garden was vibrant and beautiful.
06/09/2026

Today my garden was vibrant and beautiful.

A lady stole my hanging basket. It was just starting to take off until it took off? 👣👣🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️💨🌳🌺💐🪻🌷🌺💐
05/27/2026

A lady stole my hanging basket. It was just starting to take off until it took off? 👣👣🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️💨🌳🌺💐🪻🌷🌺💐

What is it? Is it a nightshade? Is it tomatoes? Is it peppers? I have to start labeling better.
05/27/2026

What is it? Is it a nightshade? Is it tomatoes? Is it peppers? I have to start labeling better.

04/17/2026

The variable that transforms bee chaos into clear patterns is light intensity measured in lux. When researchers tracked this single metric against flight paths, the seemingly random dawn and dusk buzzing revealed itself as precise economic calculation. Bees switch routes not based on time of day, but when light drops below 1,000 lux or climbs above it. Below that threshold, they abandon distant high-reward flowers for closer, safer options. Above it, they risk longer flights for better nectar yields. The math is constant: energy expenditure versus predator exposure, recalculated every few minutes as shadows shift. What appears as garden wandering is actually sophisticated risk management, with each bee updating its personal cost-benefit analysis based on how much light remains in their world. [97IVD]

01/15/2026

I was literally throwing away garden gold every single morning until I discovered what coffee grounds do to my struggling plants. Americans toss 40 million pounds of coffee grounds daily while spending hundreds on fertilizers that can't match what your morning brew provides. Your tomatoes, roses, and berries are starving for the nitrogen, potassium, and phosphorus sitting in your trash can right now. [ZSmgx]

01/15/2026

"My Mother Kept a Garden"

My mother kept a garden
A garden of the heart
She planted all the good things
That gave my life its start
She turned me to the sunshine
And encouraged me to dream
Fostering and nurturing
The seeds of self-esteem
And when the winds and rain came
She protected me enough
But not too much because she knew
I’d need to stand up strong and tough
Her constant good example
Always taught me right from wrong
Markers for my pathway
That will last a lifetime long
I am my mother’s garden
I am her legacy
And I hope today she feels the love
Reflected back from me.

(author unknown)
Artist Pamela Zagarenski

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