Our garden. lol
our entire family calls my house the "plant hospice"
its the place plants come die.
every spring my wife pours her soul into making the garden look as beautiful as can be, she weeds it, puts down new mulch and new decorations, plants lovely flowers.
within a week it is a wasteland... she isnt known for her green thumb lol
seriously she will call us into the room "You guys come look at my lovely new plant!"
me and the kids will almost simultaneously respond with "Poor thing." - "it has no idea what fate awaits it." - "i'll see that it gets a proper burial." - "do you have a list of its next of kin?"
on more than one occasion i have suggested pulling all the weeds, tilling the soil up with a few cans of salt, laying down pine needles throughout, and topping it off with gravel and a few nice ornamental things... she hasnt taken me up on it though yet
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