Me gustan las plantas.
Barcelona- Edo. Anzoategui
I like the flower of the Pomalaca plant. Although the fruit of the plant is very delicious, I do not stop admiring every time I can how the evolution of this flower is.It is a beautiful color, all its shape, how they are agglomerated, it is a spectacle of beauty for the view of those who love nature. Whenever I see this tree in bloom I can't help but stop to admire it in its different stages of evolution.
This is the lake where I always hear the strange sound in the distance. I don't know if it's a wounded animal or just the brushing of bush branches. I don't know, but it's time for me to be aware of it and find out what it is.
My garden is filling up with pests. There is no rain. I have not been able to buy the liquid to spread a spray to exterminate the pests. Nor will detergent, in its many combinations, kill the pests. According to suggestions from some users who have plants and have used a combination of detergent with baking soda or vinegar. They say that the detergent has helped them but, for my plants nothing, I have not been able to get rid of the pests.
Cat:At home, we have several pets. Starting with the cat, he belongs to my son but more than a tenant he is one of the family. He is now 4 years old and arrived when he was just one or two months old. We didn't know how old he was then because we didn't take him to the vet. Months went by, our economy revived a bit and we proceeded to take him to a vet. This gentleman was not very good, he did not know how to find the months of age of our beloved cat. So he only had a birthday since the day he came home.
I lived with my parents and my five siblings, two younger boys, and two older sisters. Yes, I was in the middle.I had the ability, which I still have, thanks to the aptitude of my beautiful sisters, to be easily frightened by their sudden appearances. They, hidden somewhere in the house where they knew I would pass, would jump as close to my body as they could, followed by a scream of fright. Then with thunderous laughter, they would mock my frightened face at such a situation and at the scream behind theirs.
For some reason, Jhonny could not see the spirit of his dead sister, but Raul could see her perfectly.Raul, ran out of there and got into his car. Jhonny's words about his sister Carol still lingered in his head..."This can't be, my sister Carol, she died 4 months ago in an accident. A car hit her and hit and ran."