I wish I could play hooky today and just enjoy the beautiful weather. The hollyhocks are not just dead–someone has absconded with their carcasses. Every last one of them, just gone.
Honestly. When I first moved here, everything I planted turned out awesome.
But since the flood?
All that shit I planted two weeks ago? And have been watering diligently every day? No sign of it.
What the hell?
Have I lost my gardening mojo?