Neither Joel nor I are much good with the gardens, though Joel is considerably more talented than I am. And, also, he cares more.
I have visions of beautiful landscaping, yet I am not so willing to do the weeding and digging it takes to bring it to fruition. Tonight, though, I convinced my dear husband to move some hostas and day lilies to the front flower bed. He happily did so, in the light of our beautiful northern *almost* summer at 9:30 pm.