On the last day of school, I drove to Andy's Agway in Dayton, Maine and rewarded myself for a year well done by picking up a handful of already started plants.  I then brought them home and planted them in a tiny planter box, much unlike my sprawling garden the last couple of years.  The soil was poured out of a bag and there were no rocks to work.  I didn't have to agonize over tiny seeds, living in fear that one downpour would wash them all away.  I only saw one bug the whole time I was planting. And, can I tell you the truth? I rejoiced in how easy it was.