And I remember you telling me how difficult it is to till your soil. I could only figure you'd work that hard if you were growing food. Not me with my flowers. All the same, watching things grow is something. Give them an inch, they'll take a mile. Here in Central New York, you should see the things I've planted. Things that started as twigs. Forsythias and honeysuckles grown so high they are in the windows of the second story!