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Hello Thursday...



This is what I woke up to this morning.

Maybe before I explain, I should set the stage. Saturday, I went on a trip to the nursery, to Walmart, etc. Sunday, I worked in the yard...planting the results of Saturday's trip, painting lawn chairs, raking out the carport, and so on. I placed 2 large identical pots in either corner of my front yard. There is a pipe fence around my house with a top rail that is hip high on me and another rail about 2 feet below that. Surrounding my house and it's little fence is a pasture and the rest of ranch headquarters where cows "free range". I had set the pots in from the corners to prevent bovine snacking; however, as you can see by the bottom photo, not far enough.

As I was making coffee this morning, I looked out the window to see it all go down. Out the back door I ran to assess the carnage and attempt to salvage what was left and/or save the matching pot. The top photo is of the mate in the opposite corner of the yard that survived the morning unscathed. The bottom photos is of the carnage I ran out to find in PJ's, bed head, and flip flops. Be thankful you are not my neighbor.

**I apologize for the non-matching filters from Instagram. I couldn't retain the name long enough in my busy little memory.**
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