Phrolicking in the Phlox

The glow of a golden sunrise woke me up. There was nothing else I could do today but spend every waking, daylight moment cutting, trimming, raking, pruning, planning. It was gardening perfection and I made a good sized dent in the work load. About half way done, I would say. Time to plant the herbs and put the Padre to work. He could use the tan.