There once was a man named Wilson. He had a full-time job, 4 children and a burning desire to maintain his garden. ‘Twas a noble wish, however, the city he lived in did not make his goals of a beautiful garden achievable. For this old man and his family lived in Melbourne. A place where the weather was unpredictable, and hay-fever plagued the lives of many Australians.

With each weekend that arrived, so too, did Wilson’s feverish chills; forcing him to rest and not tend to his wild garden. But then came the perfect day. A day so sunny that the birds sang, and small rays of sunlight lit up the living room.

“Today is the day!” Wilson thought to himself as he peered out the window enjoying his morning liquid gold in a mug.

Soon the afternoon came, bringing with it a cool breeze and some shade from the shadows of the house. Wilson excitedly ran to the garage and collected his gardening tools. His goal for today was to pull out the weeds that were as tall as trees in his backyard. Putting on his boots, Wilson set off to begin his work.