This looks very familiar. I may have developed a signature style.
Baby 'Diane'.
I had to pull over and get out.
I couldn't believe my eyes. Millions of crocus trapped between the Catholic and Episcopal Churches in town. I'm going back tomorrow.
On a blustery February day
The wind chilly gave me a reason to pause
And watch my resident deer eat the flowers off my crocus in the Great Lawn. The thing refuses to shoo. Damn varmints!
You are having such a time in the garden now. You shoo deer with shotguns.
ReplyDeleteRest assured that thought crossed my mind Lisa. I was trying to picture myself at the Walmart buying a gun. Oh Dear Lord.
ReplyDeleteThose crocus are to die for!
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