|Taken by Mr. W|
You may recognize these fellas from previous posts about our crazy scheme to feed the wild rabbits carrots so they’ll leave our plants alone.
That idea worked for a few years. But now the wild bunnies outnumber the carrots (apparently) because my plants have become fair game. Several impatiens are gone. Completely gone, roots and all. Some salvia is history. A wave petunia. The flowers on several perennials are missing, leave the lonely stalks behind.
Next year...more bunny resistant plants. And maybe more carrots.
I leave tomorrow for
for the national Romance Writer’s conference. I’m flying (shudder) and am going to really try and get everything into a carry-on. Stop laughing. I think I can do it. Well, I hope I can do it. We’ll see... Might pull down the big suitcase just in case. New York City
The Watched Chicken
You know that adage “A watched pot never boils?” Well, I’m here to tell you that a watched chicken will not pop its little internal thermometer. Trust me on this. I learned it the hard way.
A Parfait Murder by Wendy Lyn Watson -- What are you reading?