I shall never garden alone
So I seem to have started my annual doomed attempt to develop a green thumb. On Wednesday, I went out and bought a few plants to replace the ones that didn't survive my "gardening skills" last year.*
While I was digging up a thoroughly deceased rosemary plant that had fallen victim to my dubious ministries, I found a partially sprouted peanut.
I'm pretty sure I can guess which amateur peanut farmer was responsible for that.
Oh, behold his magnificence!**
*Oh, that's right. I used scare quotes!
**That, alas, is not my scrub jay. But it is a scrub jay! (Note to self: try harder to get some decent clear pictures of your scrub jay.)
While I was digging up a thoroughly deceased rosemary plant that had fallen victim to my dubious ministries, I found a partially sprouted peanut.
I'm pretty sure I can guess which amateur peanut farmer was responsible for that.
Oh, behold his magnificence!**
*Oh, that's right. I used scare quotes!
**That, alas, is not my scrub jay. But it is a scrub jay! (Note to self: try harder to get some decent clear pictures of your scrub jay.)