Bob suggested a day in Del Mar, shopping for a piece of jewelry, nice lunch, romantic dinner. Not this year, I said -- instead, I asked him to rebuild the cracked/falling brick planter in back yard, so I could replant it. He had already removed the straggly roses so it was just old, bare dirt. Over the last week or so it has gone from this. . .

[mid-demo view]


to this!!



Bob slaved over the brickwork, I did all the soil prep and planting. We are both tired and sore but more than pleased with the results.

But next year, you can bet I'll say "Del Mar sounds wonderful, darling!"