Crippled Plants

We've been working on our yard all week. Neither of us has a clue what we're doing but the previous owner must have known even less. Nonetheless, the work is sort of fun and the place is already looking better.

Yesterday, we bought plants to add to the some of what was here. I found some that were sad and dying, thirsty, droopers that needed rescuing. I bought them at bargain prices, and one was so bad they gave it to me.

Not exactly a recipe for gardening success, but where there is life, there is hope and in some cases (like Lazerus) there is hope beyond life. Anyway, Richard prepared the beds and tomorrow we'll set in the new plants. I feel really good about all this.

P.S. I have been reminded I promised to write about stealing trucks. Too tired for that tonight but soon.