Hobie's REAL House

So, I have to brag for just a second. My yard looks GREAT. This is a comparative great, as compared to the Years Of Lazy Renters Before Me Who Never Did A Damn Thing And The Lawn Not Getting Watered Enough While I Was Gallivanting In Europe... I have planted, weeded, fertilized, swept, watered, staked, pruned, mowed, etc., and the result is a cute, little, mostly-green, and semi-blooming work-in-progress environment. So, if you know where I live now, drive by and admire the change. If you don't know where I live and are not a scary stalker (I warn you, the dogs will EAT you if you are not an invited guest and have tracked me via the internet, you scary stalker!), let me know... I would love to have admirers. And help yourself to some fresh cherries off the tree out back... there is a bounteous harvest. Also, If you have a hankering to weed, come on over. Preferably late at night. Jake suggested that I host a TV show called "Eleven O'Clock Gardening," based on my propensity toward late-night weeding and planting. I just happen to have a few traits that make this a good option: 1- I am an insomniac, 2- I love summer nights more than anything on earth, 3- I am fair-skinned and avoid the sun like a vampire, and 4- I usually have 2 hours of daylight when I am not at work, and 2 hours just doesn't cut it, so by default, I must garden after dark. I plan a bumper crop of basil, and I make a really great pesto, so help the Little Red Hen now so that you can share in the harvest!