Is there such a thing as mass hysteria for flowers? Today I dead-headed my yucca and what should I find: But…the roses have definitely been confused about bloom time this year (and not just in my garden). So, I guess the yucca has decided to join in on whatever that is?
It’s the season of gamboling baby cows! A smile on my way to work in the morning. And would I be frowning if they were gambling instead? Obviously, that would depend on how they pulled it off. Card-playing cows are difficult to frown at.
There was a squirrel in my parking spot when I got in this morning. Somehow he looked guilty as he looked up and slunk/scurried away. What could he have been up to? Meanwhile, the hordes of geese managed to be picturesque this afternoon – flying through a lowering, twilit snowfall will do that it seems.
Just a little morning commute blizzard.