We ran into each other at the grocery store. She gave me a hearty “hello!”, I returned greeting and a smile. Then she took a deep breath and blurted “Your wild onions are making me crazy. Every time I drive by your house, I want to stop and pull them all for you.”
I was doing a bit of whining. I know, I know, hard to believe. I wanted to be outside. It had just snowed again. It was cold, blustery, and I had big time cabin fever. I felt justified as I whined a little more.
Gardening is huge business. I know, I know, what a revelation, huh? But really, I mean HUGE.