Mrs DT disappears every so often for a few months at a time. On one of those occasions, she tasked me with keeping the weeds under control.

We have a crushed rock front ground covering so figuring anything green in there was by definition, a “weed”, I “kept it under control”.

Poor ignorant me. It was green, I pulled it, … and wiped out all her snapdragons.

“Except those!” didn’t work well, especially after the fact. It was green stuff, it got picked.

I can appreciate gardens and the work that goes in to them but I don’t have any desire to participate in the activities that surround such interests.

This year I didn’t pick the green stuff and the snapdragons appear to have thrived quite well on my lack of interest.