Edith Lank's Adventures in the Land of Aging
As always, you're much more tolerant of the Bambi invasion than I am. Waving a broom and yelling "Git!", I just chased four deer out of the front yard vegetable beds before dawn yesterday. (Some of the neighbors think I ought to be riding the broom--but they change their tune once they taste the tomatoes. You'll have a fresh supply of cherry tomatoes on Saturday, BTW.)
Great picture. Thanks.
I thought of your aversion to hosta and figured you'd be pleased.