So I’m outside tonight admiring the Blue Moon, when something strange catches my eye. It’s in the garden. It’s, it’s flowers! A profusion of them. In MY garden.

Huh? How could this be? Flowers in my garden? Lots of them? Tulips and begonias and other flowers I can’t name because I don’t know enough about flowers. I’m a garden nincompoop.

I planted 80 tulips last fall and only 5 came up. And now my front garden is blooming with flowers, fake flowers. Some loving soul has planted fake flowers in my garden.

Bless you. Bless you. Bless you.

Now, reveal yourself!