By the fifteenth man-hour spent cleaning the garden in the spring, I’m usually cursing at myself for not having done more in the fall! This year, however, I was proud of myself for at least having cut down the 6 foot Helianthus maximiliani because they are quite woody by spring and bloody buggers to cut down (although they do make for great plant stakes if you don’t).
Then while leveling the stalks of ‘Sheffield Pink’ Chrysanthemum, I spied another photo opportunity as their shadow was perfectly cast on the paper refuse bag. Ah, simple pleasures–if all of life were only this easy! (It can be, can’t it?)
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