...meet a sad demise.

Well, it's happened. The landscape specialists have killed my geraniums. They left them alone for a long, last week in the partial sun. However, today the deed was done. This is what I saw after the crew left:

Sure. You might say that it looks partially on its way to a well sculpted front plot. On the other hand, the heaps of dirt scattered with plant parts reminded me of a sad little mass geranium grave. Okay. I'm a bit sensitive. I'm pregnant. Hormones will do that. I am happy to say that I didn't cry! I got creative instead:

Now my little flowers are memorialized properly! Rest in peace, geraniums...