I'm getting excited, as I'm sure we all are, for all the yardwork we're about to do in light of the annually annoying Spring Snow. So I'm starting a series to honor the Gods of Gracious Gardening in hope they bestow upon us all a tolerable and pleasant Summer.

May the Tendrils of Creeping Charlie be few and uninspired.

May the Dandelions be listless and sparse.

And may the roots of the crap that grows between the cracks of the sidewalk be shallow and easily kicked out. Peas be with you.