Grandpa told me that if we wanted them to grow into flowers, we should transplant them into a pot, so we brought them to Mahopac and he planted them. I know all about growing big and strong. Have you felt my muscles?
A few weeks later, Grandpa helped me plant them in the ground. We watered them and loved them and they grew.
Before we knew it, they flowered and flowered and flowered. My zinnias!!
When the summer ended, Mema cut the zinnias for me so that I could enjoy them one more time as a beautiful bouquet!
