It has been almost three years now since we’ve downsized and moved closer to the city. I’ve spent the past 3 years trying to get a semblance of order into the flower beds of our town home. A while back I blogged about our old garden and compared it to the postage stamp lot that we now enjoy. You can read about it here. I definitely don’t miss cutting the grass every weekend, we now have flower beds in the front and back of the house. The backyard has a lovely courtyard for entertaining, and did I mention I did not miss the grass? When we were house hunting, this was something I definitely had high on my priority list, so when we found this beautiful home, with absolutely not a blade of grass, but wonderful flower beds, I was sold. I also volunteer in a garden once a week. This year we’ve put in quite a few vegetables in some of the raised beds, and since I live quite close to it, I’ve been put in charge of these beds. So even though we don’t have the room for vegetables here, it is just a hop and a jump down the road, it’s such a wonderful feeling to be able to pick your own vegetables and herbs. If you’ve missed the post, you can click on the pink.