As I sat at my desk at lunchtime, nibbling on my leftovers from last night, my husband started excitedly texting pictures of plants coming up in the garden. All I could think, as I texted back, "YES, that's the bleeding heart," and "there's the white one," and "ohhhhh, the TREE PEONY," was how happy I will be to see him tonight.

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Thoughts?