All too familiar a sight. The audience is hushed, the lights are dimmed, the curtains part, on... MULCH!

Actually, the garden store clerk probably thought you were a government inspector or an industrial espionage agent when you took this picture.

It reminded me of a stage curtain opening too, Bob. It was drizzling so everyone was hiding inside and I could carry out my nefarious purposes undetected.

Excellent capture and PIP! Stay well!

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Thanks, William.

Mulch is a wondrous thing.

And to my mind one of the best-sounding words in the English language, too, Sarah. Paillis is too much like aïe for my liking, though.

Well spotted John................I suspect that few people could make a huge pile of plastic bags containing mulch seem interesting, but you've managed to do just that.

I love the analogy of a stage curtain too. Very clever!

Thanks, Keith. I'm fascinated by these stacks for some reason. Maybe I'll change my name to Red Mulch. My hair might have been red at some time. Oh -- "Red" is North American for "Ginger".

It's spring.

AN infallible sign, kiiti, indeed.

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