My post office thinks it's smart to keep your office open one hour in the early morning. Apparently I need a digital signature to sign the plant over since the mailman hasn't moved his legs in fifteen years! Seriously this cursed post office feels like putting a note laying on the mailbox every single time, they go out of their way to not deliver packages. Now I can't even picture my S. 'Leah Wilkerson' by the time I get it out of the box! Well at least we got a Fall still so it should recover since S. leucophylla produces it's best pitchers in the Fall anyways... isn't it technically still Summer though? Hmm... I guess I should pay more attention to the solstices... after about 20 minutes of trying to find out when Autumn begins I noticed a full sized calendar was behind me on the floor opened to September. This is a subliminal message folks. September 23rd apparently. Yippee. Well, by the time Autumn Begins or somewhat after it might have put out it's signature traits on a pitcher or two, but we usually get snow at the end of October, sometimes not, so I'm not sure. I may have to wait 'till Spring.
Holy crap, I went from a post office to days in September. Well that's a rant for ya.