I've never been much of a gardener, but this year decided to tackle our side yard and add some landscaping. Mark, of course, provided much of the muscle, but I've worked physically harder the past few days then for quite some time. It is turning out nicely, I think.
Perhaps this is a sign of old age? Seems like many people take up gardening in retirement or when they get older. Not sure why that is because it is really hard work. Hopefully rewarding, but hard work nonetheless.
I am sitting under my gazebo enjoying a glorious evening pre-mosquito weather and a very cool evening with a gentle breeze. My favorite kinda weather. I promised myself I would sit on this wonderful patio every day possible for at least a little bit. This was a long winter - weather wise and these beautiful summer days are so very precious.