Take that, zombie plant!

I chopped off the head zombie. There was a storm in the night, and this morning the evil thing was lying down on my globe thistles. It wasn't broken or anything, just floppy. I righted it two or three times and it kept lying down again, so I amputated it. Because the main stalk was about as thick as my little finger, I figured pulling it out would disturb all the plants that are growing around it, so I cut it off at the base with the pruning shears instead.

That's the great thing about gardening: I'm sole master after God. You cross me, I can kill you any time I want. I hope the example of this zombie plant will teach the others a lesson.