A Flower Bed

So. . . how are all of you doing during this weird time, I’m just gonna assume you said good because, this might come as a shock to some of you but I can’t hear you. I know shocking, but it’s alright, it’s OK everything’s fine, this is fine. So today I helped my mom with some yard work, but I have a feeling it won’t end the way she wants it. Every year my mom buys flowers because she wants to have a flower bed filled with pretty flowers, but every year after about three weeks of planting the flowers they die, and I have a feeling this year won’t be any different. But maybe this year she’ll get it right and finally have a flower bed that’s filled with beautiful(and live) flowers.