Another nicety of life.

Okay.  Okay. So my amore mio. Prefers a brilliant colorful flower garden. To my relatively drab waves of pacysandra. No bother. No problem. She'll have free rein. This summer. To plant flowers galore. In fact, no reason to wait. I am open to directives. Flowers it will be. The yard is big enough. For everything. And more. Yes, another nicety of life.  We both can have our ways. --Jim Broede