Of Groundhogs, and Tabletops, and Multiples of Three

Winter is over, at least in New York!

February 2nd. Ground Hog Day.

A Prognosticators' Throwdown.

Two groundhogs: Punxsatawney Phil and Staten Island Chuck.
Two locations: Pennsylvania and New York.

This was a tough event. Having lived in both states, my loyalites were divided, until Staten Island Chuck came out of his burrow this morning in the great Borough of Richmond in New York City, and did not see his shadow!

Woo-hoo, Staten Island Chuck! You da man, bro! You da man. Or, you da ground hog, as the case may be. His Pennsylvania cousin scurried back into his boro, the craven coward, but Chuck is clearly made of sterner stuff. He held his ground. Or, he hogged his ground.

Anyway, I'm done with winter, even if the calendar, Phil, and Mother Nature are not.

Me 'n' Chuck, we are looking forward to spring! It's not that we are wishing away the next two months; we just want them to be warmer, right, Chuck?

By the way, Chuck has an 85% accuracy record. Just so's you know.

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And I'm joining Tabletop Tuesday, a new blog party for me, and also a

familiar and loved one: Three Or More Tuesday. Links to both at the end of the post!

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Tabletops. I am tabletop-challenged. I stick a lamp, a coaster, and maybe a phone on a table, and call it done. It's not pretty.

So, I'm trying. On the big round table between the loveseats in the conservatory, I have put 3 lush (and not so lush) plants, a little bit of fluff, leaving enough room for a book, a magazine, and a cup of coffee.

I actually bought a new tablecloth on Saturday, which cloth incidentally has not yet been ironed because I let Annie take my iron to her apartment, and now there is no iron here at That Old House. How silly is that?

There are three house plants: a philodendron, a dish garden, and a small pot

of Christmas cactus that is at least 70 years old. Yes, you read that right.

This little cactus is one of many "babies" from my Grandmother's giant cactus. My sister in law Doris -- who has a green thumb -- took that cactus under her wing (ouch!) in the early 70s, nurtured it, and eventually hacked it into dozens of baby cactii. I've got 4 of them, two belong to my daughters; this one is Anne's and it's sitting in a ceramic pot she made in 7th grade art class.

The biggest cactus begins blooming at Thanksgiving, but each has its own timetable.

All are prolific bloomers. Ha ha, I said bloomers.

The lamp is one of a pair of cloisonne ginger jar style Ebay finds from about 10 years ago, for 15-dollars each.
I love the lamps, but I want a taller lamp on this table to better fit in the large plants.

Anyway, that's the top of one of my tables.
I better work on having more presentable ones as the weeks go by!

Sorry to feature something in the conservatory again; I was so caught up in the drama and suspense of today's Ground Hog Day festivities that I could not concentrate on much else!

Thanks to Tam at The Gypsy's Corner for hosting Three Or More Tuesday,
one of my favorite memes! Go visit ... just click!

And Barb at Grits and Glamour blog hosts the popular
Tabletop Tuesday, which I am just discovering!
Visit... just click!