Their Flowery Grave

Well my newly found Gardening hobby was quickly destroyed this morning when I found dirt and torn flower parts all over our wooden deck with an innocent looking Chief standing over them. It was sad and I had a lot of time to reflect as I swept up the mess. Luckily, one flower did survive the onslaught. A single orange marigold was still potted with only a few broken buds. I moved that flower over to the side of the picnic bench and named it "Survivor". I guess I wasn't really a plant person anyways...