POTTING BENCH ENVY

Alex and I were on a walk through our neighborhood when, halfway down the street, I stopped and pointed. “Wouldn’t that look perfect in our backyard?” Alex looked at the house I was pointing to. “What?” “The potting bench!” I sighed. “I’ve always wanted one.” Alex looked confused. “Why?” I couldn’t believe he couldn’t seeContinue reading “POTTING BENCH ENVY”