One Man + One Bottle of Round-Up = One Cranky Crow

OK folks....I don't have many pretty gardens....I do do a lot of container gardening....old pots, watering cans, even shoes....(Papa Crow (note - not "DH" tonight) remembers to pick up his shoes this time of year otherwise he knows they just might get something planted in them....)

But, one unique feature I always had was the flowers that bloomed in our patio bricks (yes, I said "in")....It always tickled me that these flowers would come up year after year on their own on a patio that Papa Crow carefully built with a layer of concrete underneath the bricks so weeds wouldn't come up....

And such a variety ~ At least 5 different colors of petunias, moss roses in every shade of the rainbow, vincas, and even gypsophila...)

BUT....today.....I went out to the patio and saw THIS!

And this:

And this:

And this:

A search of the dumpster in the garage revealed this:



It's very, very, quiet in the Crow's Nest tonight.....