The size is different this year, but I’m basically repeating the same motions as last year, hoping for a better outcome than before. It’s not something radically different that I want – looking for a completely altered ending from the same story would be the definition of insanity – a condition I know well.
But hopefully repeating the steps improves skill enough to make the end of the story a little happier each year. That is the definition of gardening.
Picking My Battles 