OK, so the clover is growing itself - it has nothing to do with me other than the fact that I ignored the pots and allowed the clover to grow there. And the piggy - well, she likes clover and was squeaking for fresh air. It seemed like a good place for a piggy picnic.
A pig in a pot
What better place for a snack?
A pot of clover
Quack!
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