Turns out, Brad was right

     This past summer was not kind to my backyard geraniums (neither was my next door neighbor who pointed at them and laughed.)  Finally, a couple of weeks ago, I pulled them out from the ground around the maple tree, selected a couple to winter (I'm not sure why I think they'll live in the basement all winter when I could barely keep them alive in the sunshine through summer...), and threw the rest in the vacant lot across the street.
     I looked over there yesterday and saw:

     So Brad's encouraging words of "they'll come back," came true.  He's often right.  But I'll bet even he couldn't guess they'd come back to mock me.