Times Of My Life

By CarolB

Tough Stuff

It was -5c when I arrived at work this morning.  Everything was covered in the thickest possible rime of frost. 

Made me wonder, why have all my geraniums, fuschias etc. given up the ghost, wilted, blackened and rotted in their pots, while the humble grass just waits for it to melt, then pops back upright again?

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