Yard Work Redux

I am beginning to think that I will never be enamored of yard work. In any way, shape or form. Except maybe dead-heading flowers. I might enjoy carrying a basket, wearing a bonnet and plucking a few faded blooms.

However, that is not the kind of yard work I had to do today.

Today I had to haul hoses.

Make a pilgrimage to Mecca to return a hose I didn't need.
Plant some petunias that were on their last leaf.


Leaf blow the patio.Demoss the deck.

I didn't get it all done. But I made progress. In my next life, I'm having a gardener.