She works it... her garden bare. At the onset of early spring her doldrums are lifted same as many a care. She craves all the rays of morning sun which cause steam to rise from her moist garden bed... I know it makes her happy to be working the soil. But, one thing She despises is gnats or those who attack from overhead in a buzz saw effect and missile about in lucid toil. For all her hard work not many seem to care, but I do. It's about time shared, time invested on vegies and flowers. Time invested in earth and love, making this garden ours.