It only takes one glance at them to know how I am doing.
The statues, Lily and Moss, are an accurate indicator of my well-being.
They are concrete canaries in the coal mine.
If the creeping fig gets ahead , it means I am behind.
It’s a cute little vine, but don’t turn your back on it.
You told me this would happen. (Peggy Joan, Eliza, Robyn)
I wrote a post on how much I loved my cute, little creeping fig climbing up the carport wall.( Look at it now)
You warned me that it would get sneaky and slither everywhere.
I looked away for a moment. (Okay, maybe a couple months.)
I looked back and poor little Moss had fig on his face.
I guess it will cover little Lily next.
Then make its way around the truck tires.
You tried to warn me that this cute, little vine was a creeper.
The heart wants what the heart wants. Even if it is bad for the statuary. (My bad.)
Creeping fig. Another ivy, only cuter.
One of my garden mantras is “Never ever plant ivy.”
I may have to add another vine in there.
I love my Creeping Fig, Ficus pumila.
The first year here, it seemed to be sleeping.
Last year it began creeping over the wall.
This year it has leaped onto pots and statuary.
I took these two photos seven days apart.
I still love this vine, but too much of a good thing can be a bad thing.
This Creeping Fig vine ( Ficus pumila) has kept growing through the winter.
My guess is that the block wall has kept it warm.
It is hardy to 10 degrees Fahrenheit.
I am happy to see its new copper-colored leaves in February.
I love this little creeper.
I knew when I saw one, that I must have one clinging to my wall.
The high part of the carport wall has looked barren for years.
Now it has a creeping fig/ Ficus pumila to add color and interest.
I have not tried to guide or train this in any way.
It is interesting seeing how it hugs the cracks and flattens against the rough surface.
I love that the new leaves have various colors.
Some has slithered over the top.
Where will it go now?
I love the creep!