It was a sunny, warm day, I had a reminder call from my mother-in-law to prune my roses. She doesn't know that whilst installing our new Air Conditioner in January, in the mist of a snow storm, most of my roses were demolished by my husband and the installers. So, I pruned what they didn't kill, and noticed my Daffodils were no more...they're being moved, for an all new adventure next spring.
I have to add a postscript to this post. I've been married to this man for 31 years, and every spring he does things to my garden and the plant is no more. I don't think it's intentional, anyway, I've now blockaded various areas of the yard. Next it will be crime scene tape. I should also like to tell you that is might be a joke of mother nature, or maybe God was just having an off day. My mother-in-law, the biological mother of my husband can grow anything, anywhere. She cuts off a little snippet of something, anything sticks it in the ground, never buys expensive fertilizers, none of that modern horticultural stuff and it's a jungle out there. So how does one have a son that pulls a beautiful poppy thinking it's a dandelion? God is such a trickster. In the background of my daffodils you can see my already done blooms of crocus' , the bunny had a feast.