Being outdoors is a joy for me, especially working in my yard. In spring and fall, I usually spend an hour each day sprucing things up outside. I hesitate to use the word “garden” because it’s full of weeds.

My neighbor is a master gardener. We talk about flowers and plants over the fence. The difference is my neighbor has no weeds. She works hard pulling every last one. We both agree on the evil effects of weed killer so we’re simpatico.