I love gardening.
I love yard work.
I do not love the dead possum I found in my backyard.
I did not love having to scoop it up with a shovel and put it in black garbage bags.
I sort of love that I found it before my kindergartner, who plays outside almost every day.
I love the thought that I maybe I won't have to do that ever again.
~ ~ eek ~ ~
(No, I didn't take pictures--do you really want to see a dead possum?!!?!?!!)