Junk yard dog

I think it's a Ford Mustang.

Yesterday I mentioned the little hellions who had no respect for property. Today Rocky & I were tilling up the front "flower bed" and dug up a few cars-- three so far. Rocky likes playing with toy cars!

Apparently, at one time there actually were flowers in this "flower bed." I know this because we also dug up a few J&P rose tags. I can imagine this bed might have been quite pretty at one time. 

Remember this line from The Secret Garden?

Where you plant a rose, lad, a thistle cannot grow.

If you plant roses and no one tends them, you wind up with a good old fashioned Southern (toy) junk yard.

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I hope the digging explains the sparsity of blogging.