Here is a photo of part of my neighbor’s garden:
Isn’t it beautiful? Don’t you want to sit on the bench and relax for a while?
Here’s part of my garden:
This is not a place for relaxation. This is where things come to die.
Every year I swear I’ll tend it to next year. Every year I remember I hate being outside, hate bugs, don’t particularly care one way or the other about weeds and…everything dies. Sad, really.