Recall these pictures of the lovely shrubs inmy backyard from last fall?
These lovely shrubs were part of my 2012 addition to the backyard. They survived the transplant, the hot summer and started adding great beauty to my backyard. I remember sitting on my newly-laid stone patio and admiring the lovely tapestry of colours in my yard.
And this week: the snow had melted away and the withering chilliness almost gone completly. I walked through my yard and these were what laid before me….
#*%$ $#@ %^$# %^^$##@ &^^*^%$* Yup, that’s me stubbing my feet at the stones and solar lights: the two things that seemed to have survived the attack. Goodness gracious sweet loving dazzling piece of work, isn’t he?
I hereby annoint that Wascally Wabbit:’TERMY-WALLY short for TERMINATOR- EXTRAORDINAIRE. ANDDDDDDDDDDDD declaring war on TERMY-WALLY from this day, before he turns my backyard into a bunny-yard or even worse a poop-yard for I see more droppings than anything green and thriving there.
That’s it I am SO DONE with him. I’ve reached the end of whatever rope thrown at me and one of the following HAS to happen…
Either I drive him out of my yard or I teach him to…
………….but only after I skin and bleach him! Billions of Blistering Barnacles!!!