Things have not been going as planned. In one of my (increasingly frequent) fits of rage, I took a pair of scissors to my latest. All that's left of Hades' garden are some violently sheared leaves and a 3X3 inch bloody-necked sparrow that is intensely interested in nothing much at all.
This is the second casualty in as many weeks.
Though, in what I consider to be either a sign or divine mockery, I found myself, in the produce section of wegman's, face to face with an olympian pile of pomegranates. Very glad to learn that they are not striped at all. Misrepresentation averted, shame forestalled.
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