There is no photo with this post. It is too sad. The garden...sob...murdered in its sleep last night.
The zinnias brown, the few tomatoes left on the vine just sad sacks of juice.
I can't even speak about the basil.
It was that villian Autumn. All dressed up to distract me from his real intentions.
Oh sure, he's good looking but he has a heart of pure ice.
I'll string him along for a few more weeks, make him think I care.
But I can see right now we never had a future.