Each time I pass our kitchen window, or sit at the table nearby, I cringe and berate myself a little. I immediately want to stop whatever I'm doing, grab work gloves, go outside, and start digging. The mulched, natural area in the furthest point of our yard once beautifully held a few bushes and flowers, crepe myrtles and a dwarf magnolia, two filled bird feeders, and a small mobile fire pit … [Read more...] about What Happens If You Look Beyond the Weeds?
