Single, ready to mingle?

Peek-a-boo. The one daisy that pokes up this summer at the corner of our front stoop looks, to me, a little lonely. My dear wife Karen agrees. She’s already strategizing the best spot among our backyard plants for a fall transplant.

Please don’t eat the daisies

Next up in our summer rotation: The front yard daisies. We do not have any goats roaming the neighborhood. Or foraging deer, that I’ve seen. Still, the title of that really old TV show somehow popped into my mind.