Please Don’t Eat the Zinnias
The deer are eating my zinnias. Zinnias! For the first time in 20 years, my zinnia flowers have been nipped off. Did you catch the cause of my irritation, the beginning of distress? “My” zinnias. Sez who? Someone else grew those zinnias; i (merely) planted them; someone (or something) else ate them. In 3 moreRead more about Please Don’t Eat the Zinnias[…]