“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.”
The city is out, between the thunderstorms, mowing down all the patches of wildflowers. I guess that is a sign that spring is ending and the Texas summer is nigh. God help us all.
No, that only means some extraordinarily thick-headed bureaucrats are in charge of mowing.
In their defense, the flowers were pretty much gone and all that was left were big patched of weeds.
I feel better. There are tendencies around here to mow down flowers in full bloom.