my poor garden was the recipient of my foul mood , today. My intend was to go out in my garden and plant some new little darlings. at first, it was a snip here & there. then it got ugly. my first victim was my 5 ft chard stalk– wack! with one fell swoop with my left hand. he had it coming, though. he went rogue and grew tall & decided not to produce. my next victim was mr kale. he had always been a trouble maker. he was never quite right and as a consequence, was never harvested. wack– this time it required two hands. all were replaced with younger models– boy, do i know how that feels! i should have taken pics, maybe it’s better that there was no evidence. i’ll snap a few, tomorrow– no pun intended.