Oy, I so much do not feel like cooking AGAIN. But it seems like nobody else is going to step up and get it done… so soon, soon, I will get off my bottom and get it done.
Meanwhile, here is the ONE surviving front-lawn crocus that the marauding squirrels, for whatever reason, chose to leave behind in their rampaging crocus-fest last spring. Keep in mind, I planted over forty, so one is quite pathetic.
Better than nothing, though. I guess.
Comments
Post a Comment
I love your comments!