My flight to DC was delayed by half an hour; otherwise no problems, and it was a fancy new plane. The immigration official who stamped my passport flipped through the pages (over 30 pages thick) and asked me why I travel so much. I said that the best part was coming home. Corny but true.
MoBob and I took advantage of the sunny, warm weather on Saturday to start on the backyard. Actually, MB did - I had a cold so I merely provided moral support.
First, a visit to Frager's where a million other people had the same idea as us.
The targeted area of intervention.
MB says "No to cluster munitions!"
The final result - before the rains came. MB planted coriander (both plants and seeds) and basil behind the tree, and flowers in the front.