So here’s the thing. Out in my back yard, there are these amazing tulips coming up. And they don’t have anything to do with me, because I didn’t plant them, and yet every year, they’ve come up nonetheless, like little workhorses that don’t know what else to do with themselves, and so it’s like spring is here but it didn’t even ask me for permission.
And that, good people of the Interwebs? That’s what I really like. Gardening without even trying.