“And then my heart with pleasure fills
And dances with the daffodils.”
—William Wordsworth.
This pretty much sums up my feelings about gardening. As a kid, I happily planted succulents donated by neighbors thinning their beds, and bought more with my allowance. I planted vegetables and pulled up a carrot or radish each day to see if they were big enough to eat (needless to say, the eventual harvest was small!).
