I have a mystery that needs to be solved!
I came home from work to find that one of the planters on my front stoop, which once looked like this:
Now looks like this:
Shocked and appalled! What kind of person/place/thing would take down a pretty ornamental kale in it’s prime? Daniel & I discussed hiring a P.I., but alas, there was no Dave Ramsey envelope money for that, so we’ll just have to buy another mum for that pot get along without it. Plus, I get bored easily, so the idea of staking out the front stoop to see if the perpetrator comes back to the scene of the crime is just a little bit too much work for my taste. But still, I’ll miss that kale.