Little ones

Today was one amazing morning. It began much before sun-rise, with a dream. Vivid, beautiful...of the kind that stays with you for the rest of your life. And this, when I don't dream much. 

So with a light step and song in my heart, I later entered the green-house for my day-break rendezvous with the plants. And...both of us surprised each other, this baby chameleon and me. It had possibly walked in earlier and I'm sure after due inspection, in its considered view thought the asparagus and its support to be the best perch in the world...till of course I interrupted its silent contemplative reverie. It eyed me with disinterest, yet kept me under observation. It also very patiently allowed me to take a picture or two. But when I went nearer to tickle its belly, it seemed to have had enough of it and ran for its life...tail high in the air. 

A beautiful little green chilly has also peeked into the world. I see a lot of white flowers on almost all the chilly plants. Very soon, I hope we'd be spiced up.

What's taken me by surprise is the cucumber. From the last time, I remember that it was the flowers that bloomed first and only then did I get a glimpse of baby cucumbers. This time however, what seems to have already appeared is the baby cucumber, with a flower still forming on its top. So either, I remember wrong from the previous instance or what I'm presuming to be cucumbers are nothing but buds for the flowers to be. I'd wait, watch and tell.

Meanwhile, four little seedlings of bell peppers have also germinated. I intend to put them all in individual grow-bags. 

 And these little rucola leaves aren't having it easy. The basil on top seems to be hogging all the sun-light and possibly its' well-developed root system might not be leaving much for the tiny roots of the rucola. In any case, both the basil plants are proving too big for the raft. Let's see what I do about it.

Surprisingly then, the oregano under the very same basil and conditions seems to be happily thriving.

 And well, the little one of the chameleon really seems to have taken a liking to its place astride the asparagus support. Late in the evening, just before I shut the doors for the night, I happened to peek inside the green house. And sure enough the little fellow was found sleeping like a...well, baby. And while it slept, it seemed to be praying or may be from the experience of the morning it besought me to leave it alone.  I let it be and wished it good night.