17 Comments

  1. ab

    I feel the same way.

    As far as planting them, when I was talking to a friend about all the raspberries we have, she talked about finding a random rasp plant somewhere. Birds used to hang out above it. There was a raspberry bush near by & they ate the berries – then pooped – therefore planting seeds. LMAO… the circle of life. Cut away, Hooey. Dem are pretty flowers. Life will make more just for you πŸ˜‰

    • That’s exactly what I thought happened, but my mom pointed out that those are bulb flowers, which means they’re planted. I still don’t know — they’re all over the place down our street.

  2. robinaltman

    I feel the same way! Adam laughs at me because I’ll get flowers in the Supermarket, but won’t pick them from our lawn. I can’t help it. I don’t shoot cows in the head, either. Not that you’re a cow head shooter. Oh, dear. Stop writing, Robin. Turn off the laptop.

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