It’s been too wet to work outside, but not too wet to take pictures. Pat’s out with Katie and the girls so she is missing out on the garden coming to life. I am behind on garden work. It could be the weather or the trip to see the girls (I will refer to our granddaughters as “the girls” in all future writing, unless Pat or Katie tells me not). I think the real reason is that Pat is missing. I work better when Pat is around to tell me what to do. The pots and rabbits are still on the patio. What do I fill them up with and where do I put them. These are decisions I have never made. Maybe I will make a monument of pots and rabbits, something really garish, just this side of tacky.
Since Pat can’t be with the plants, I am bringing the plants to Pat.