Once again back at Mycenae Gardens, this time as the only Goodgymer. Today was all about weeding, trying to root out troublemakers. The weeds were really growing on me—in the worst way. Some were easy pickings, while others had deep-rooted attitudes and refused to leaf quietly. I pulled and tugged, giving those pesky plants the boot from the bed. Literally a groundbreaking effort and I left feeling re-leafed.

Please see a medical professional if you’re unable to stop using puns.