My tulips are finally finishing. They look almost as lovely on their way to the compost bin as they did in full bloom.In the hopes of hastening them on their journey into the afterlife and eventual rebirth - I have marigolds waiting to occupy the very same real estate - I snipped their fading blossoms off. While doing so I caught myself singing some of the mopier bits from The Smiths' classic The Queen is Dead. How's that for a memento mori -- or should that be a memento Morrissey?
I hope you Nice People will forgive me for that one.