I swear these photos are not staged. When I walked around the garden to find a flower to photograph for Cee’s FOTD, I found these reminders of my gardener Pasiano, just as though he’d left a trail for me to follow.  And he had, of course, departed for the day. I guess picking up after him is easier than doing all my own gardening. Plus, he did fix the broken pipe my plumber never did come back to fix, so I forgive him his trespasses.