There’s a word for this in the Deep South: rigged.
What’s the over/under that this holds all season?
My dad took one look at it and said “not tall enough.”
Maaaaaaaaaan.
Who knew frugal and short were synonyms. I used the trimmings from a butterfly bush that never got cut back at the end of last season.
Good news is they’re already latching on. Poor little guys—they were so desperate for anchor they were starting to grasp at each other when they really needed outside strength.
{There’s a marriage metaphor in there somewhere.}
The seed packet said not to thin, so I didn’t. I’m hoping for a big ole crop–there’s nothing like fresh peas.
