By Mike Nistler

Despite today’s hot and humid weather, I decided to do a bit of therapy. My thereapy isn’t done on a counselor’s couch, but rather outdoors among my gardens and ponds.

It had been a while since I paid attention to my vegetable and flower gardens. The weeds had started to take hold.

It was time fo rme to fight back. I had a good time pulling weeds, turning soil and transplanting some overgrown hostas and flowers.

I also re-worked one of my water features, something I love to do.

It was relaxing getting my hands dirty, sweating, and stepping back to see the progress I had made.

I always thought if I weren’t a writer, I’d be a landscape artist or professional gardener. Maybe I’d install ponds for a living. The only problem with that career path is that I’d much rather be doing all that hard work in my own yard instead of someone else’s. Of course, if I were to get paid…