You'll be swell! You'll be great!

Tidings of great joy.

Monica has a growth. Two in fact. Looky, Looky, Looky!

Tidings of great Sadness.

The Sunflower did not recover. It is well dead.

More Tidings of Sadness.

Just after I took this, I knocked one of the little heads off. Not with the camera. But with my bit clumsy mit.

(Monica, (Before she died)