Have you ever noticed, how at the beginning of spring, everyone is so anxious to get into the gardens? Later, as long summer days bake the ground, and the parched Earth cries out for a freshening shower, what was once "fun" can become "chores"? But, with partly cloudy skies, a balmy 72 degrees, and flats of cosmos just waiting to find their summer home, everyone joyously dug into the moist dirt, enjoying the smells and frequent encounters with worms :)
Unfortunately, Bug had a little more school work to finish up...
But how bad can that even be when you are outside, with a babbling fountain serenading you?
I was concerned when I thought my arthritis would deprive me of the joy I always experienced in my gardens. Nothing could be farther from the truth! Now, with my loving and willing helpers, my joys have tripled as a new generation of gardeners learn to love gardening as much as I do!