When Mark was out shopping just as the gardening season was about to begin, he bought me a present: One of those neon vests that the people on road crews wear. Sometimes I wear it in the garden so he can find me easily.
But mostly I wear it for safety like when I was clearning up when we had the trees trimmed or when I work on my garden in the traffic island in the street in front of our house. Yesterday I dug out an invasive Nepeta, planted Nasturtiums and a couple of Pelargoniums.
I feel better knowing drivers can see me and my vest matches my orange construction cones — another present from my honey. He knows the way to a gardening gal's heart.