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I’ve had several inquiries as to how my little garden of hope is doing. It’s still alive! And sprouting! Yet looking a bit forlorn, leggy, and neglected. We’re having a slight thaw so I took the herbs outside to the porch bannister for a bit of natural light yesterday. (Do you SEE that green down there? First time I’ve seen green on the ground in a month.)
The above story regarding the herbs should be spoken in the past tense, to be honest.
Not long after I took the herbs outside…..

….SOMEONE…. I don’t think I need to say who.

Let’s JUST CALL HER SPICE….

…knocked the herbs off the porch and down to the goat yard….

….where everyone had a nice snack.

Clover: “Herb salad is almost as good as cookies. Next time, add sugar.”
I told you those herbs were doomed.
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