Drama Queen

We have been working on sprucing up the front of the house lately. Or, I should say, Tim has been working on that-I tend to be content sipping wine on the deck and occasionally (read: daily) watering his little darlings.

Generally, I don't have feelings about the members of our garden, but one specimen has garnered my attention: Miss Hydrangea. She is a drama queen of the highest order. While everyone else in the garden manages to work with the water amounts they are given, this little chippy just flails around and moans quietly, eventually giving up, until she looks like this:

So, like the good human companion that I am, I fell for it: I dumped water on Miss Hydrangea IMMEDIATELY. No one else in the garden got anything, just her, because it was an emergency. Not an hour and a half later, this is how she looked:

The little liar. I know she's smiling smugly on the inside.