I went to check my dahlias a few weeks ago—the ones I’m trying to overwinter in the garage—and they’re all dead. (These are the tubers from my mom. I’ve talked about them before.)
I have a sneaking suspicion that she is looking down from heaven saying, “I told you you wouldn’t be able to keep them alive.”
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