One of the many advantages of having a garden is it gives me an excuse to put on my ancient-est pair of jeans, my long softest t-shirt, and generally dress in a manner that would appall the fashionistas. Not that I am ever a prime example of the Vogue lady,you understand.
Today I am working on a slight reduction of my garden, anticipating a rather full schedule in the late summer. Moving some fence,installing some new picket( thanks to a generous birthday present) , and some yard cleanup.the result: dirt under my fingernails, sweat under my arms, and a pitiful need for a nap. Who said gardening was fun? I did.
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