Saturday night we went to bed with no plans for Sunday morning (quite possibly because AP and AM stayed up until after 2am, talking about fly fishing...). When the sun arose that morning, plans changed queickly. It was decided that yard work needed to be done, and today was the day. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and after a breakfast of coca-cola and donuts, the troops were assembled. First, we dug up all the dead plants and old mulch from the gardens.