In the past five or so days I have bought a rose bush (Mae West) and two strawberry plants (Bubbles and Squeaks.) Yes. I named them. It's bad enough that by buying them and bringing them home with me I've pretty much issued a death sentence, but then I go and give them names. Names like 'Bubbles.' Am I some sadistic fiend who enjoys the destruction of plant life and have a need to make it more personal? OR Maybe the daffodils that came up (out of 50+ bulbs that I planted) have given me delusions of being a gardener?
A spot has been selected for Mae out in the yard. Bubbles and Squeaks have been put into containers.
Suspense reigns!
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