This morning I worked yet again on the flowerbed near the driveway. It is finally *almost* done. I planted the irises next to the stunning new fence. I placed the curly ground cover near the red brick edging. I think we just need to add a flat of petunias and it will be gorgeous. (That and spend hours upon hours rooting out the morning glory that I know will appear the second I turn my back.) Charlotte and Isaiah are drawn like magnets to the neighbor's house and front steps. I keep calling them back, but there they play, climbing on the railings, laying on the grass, losing toys in the bushes.