Well, time went by, I grew up, started my own family. And I waited....
OK, if it's not genetic and automatically transferred, then I'll have to have my own references. But checking height as a reference for age was out because I was six feet tall by the time I got done growing.
I know, when I have my own baby, I'll at least be able to have a working idea of how old kids are by looking at my own. Wrong. My one and only natural child weighed 12 lb 7.5 oz at birth!!!
And now, all those years later, without the magical genetic conferring of wisdom, I am still trying to figure the world out. Since I took up gardening, I thought I'd be able to say (at least, with a modicom of assurance) "it's getting to be spring"or "autumn is on it's way" by the flowers.
Wrong again, cursed weather patterns!
We have 'naked ladies' (see photo stolen from internet) growing in our garden.
They are gorgeous flowers that got their name because in the autumn, the flowers grow tall without leaves. The leaves come in the spring.
Or, at least, that's how it's suppose to work.
We have a patch of these planted. Here we are in the middle of summer.
There are flowers poking through the soil in some spots....
and leaves in others.
I can't catch a break.