June 4, 2002
I'm sure it wasn't the first sign, they most likely ignored all those, but it was a sign they couldn't ignore. They say the day she fully flipped her lid was the day she went to the garden wearing her gardening apron with a spade in one pocket, miniature shears in the other, leather gloves on her hands and a wide brim hat on her head. This, in itself was, not unusual. It was the fact that she systematically pulled up all the flowers instead of the weeds.
And in the mangled remains of her garden, she could only laugh.