It’s a typical scorching hot Texas summer day. I let go of the lawn mower and stop. I’m exhausted and I’m positive I look like I fell into a swimming pool with my clothes on. I look over to the long narrow flower bed in front of my bedroom window. What use to be purple, white and pink Gerbera daisies are now blocked by mile high weeds. Annoyed that I didn’t stay on top of pulling the weeds, I walk over to the neglected bed of flowers. Feeling the defeat before I even start, I decide to leave the uninvited weeds for a cooler time....
