Aww...spring time. A time when I can justify NOT mowing the lawn because if I did, I would cut short the life of these beautiful violets. AND WHO, pray tell, could dream of doing that?
And, in the spring, who needs caffeine when you have such vivid colors right outside your door. One look at this and I'm awake!
Well, sort of. I won't lie to you, I still have to have my diet coke...I wouldn't want to get a caffeine headache. And besides, the life of a tulip is so short and then what will I have to open my eyes wide in the mornings?
Prince Charming and Miss Sophia planted these orange-tulips-that-should-have-been-pink-according-to-the-label. He laughed when he saw that they were in fact not pink, but vivid orange. I was crying, he was laughing.
But now I'm laughing, and he's crying. He is so, so laid back 99.99% of the time. Until it comes to ..........
"His" hostas....
When it comes to Prince Charming's hostas, he becomes a mother bear in full protective mode.
I informed him some friends were coming over and since it was a beautiful day, the kids would probably be outside.
Mother (I guess that's really FATHER) Bear went into immediate action to protect his most prized possessions......
Double fencing for double the protection.
The kids were great. They got the "hosta lecture", and although some of them I'm sure had not a clue what I was talking about, they were careful to avoid "those weird little things" sticking out of the ground that Mr.-------- has fenced off all over the yard.
You know who wasn't so great?
A zoo member.
We don't know which of the 3 dogs or 6 cats if the culprit. They are all guilty as far as Prince Charming is concerned.....
His beloved, giant hosta. Broken....maimed...injured...sad....devastated.....
Prince Charming is in mourning.
I think I know who the guilty party is....
I think they look like two BFF's who have been up to no good. What do you think?
