:: waited most of the weekend for the predicted rain to hit, but a couple of quick little sprinkles was all we ever got. It should have been a total gardening weekend, but an encounter with an anthill and the early arrival of flying, biting somethings limited it to sporatic, harried planting. The meyer lemon is potted, a couple blackberry bushes were thrown in the alley flower bed, and some zinnias that threatened to die if not attended to are in the ground. I took a little hand trowel to the weeds between the rows of onions and called that weeding. There is still a cotton plant and climbing rudbeckia (bought why???)....waiting on the patio.