I'm sore, my back hurts, I have scratches up and down my arms, the dirt won't come out from under my fingernails no matter how carefully I scrub, but by jove my plants are all in the ground and everything's flowering. I finished the shade garden, set in the wallflowers and phlox, ruthlessly transplanted the violets, and committed the fuchsia to a corner where it's welcome to turn into a tree. Below are the shade plants.
Now I'm going to clean myself up, drive up to Toys R Us to look for some Star Wars figurines, and take myself over to Tater's birthday party to wish him a happy 40th. It's Miller time.
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