nothing says ‘its fall yall’ like bees buzzin around on your goldenrod while the strawberry bushes you planted nearby just absolutely fuck off right back into the waterlogged clay into which you placed them

thank you for everything. i dont have the words to do the feeling justice because i havent slept in four days but ill try to find them by wednesday

happy pride month, i would show you a pic of a rainbow of flower blooms but some asshole rabbit chomped them all down in one night so now i dont know what to do. will the bee balm come back? should i eat the rabbit? are all of lifes pursuits in vain?

oh my god you guys are gonna be so pissed when all i do is talk about gardening on here