Turgid Drama... In The Weeds!

[madbaker]

There was no Wall Street Journal on the doorstep this morning. I (or the fuzzy upstairs neighbor, these days) generally have to get it inside the gate before 6 AM or it is stolen.

Sigh. I scanned out front just in case.
There it was, hidden by the foxtails growing from cracks in the driveway.

There's probably a lesson here.