|Welcome back, old friend.|
This past Monday (Reclamation Day 1) I tore down all the dead black-eyed Susans in the front from last summer. Yesterday (Reclamation Day 2) I raked all the torn-out dead perennials to the curb and--wait! What's that? Why, it was Weedy, come back to us!
Poor little feller is sadly rusted, but I'm hoping some steel wool will return him to... well, if not his former glory, at least an improved state. Just in time for Reclamation Day 3.