Postal Love?

Yup, apparently today my husband was expecting some postal love. He was nearly giddy with excitement. I am not sure what all the giddiness was about. This is what I found in the yard after work today.First of all, it was not postal love. The man in brown delivered it. And love, well, I cannot get excited about something that I can neither sew nor scrap. Apparently, we are to have a raised bed vegetable garden. Go figure. I even found instructions for creating such a thing with a horse trough. Even stranger!Looking at it from all angles, I still do not see the appeal. But, Mark is convinced so I will go along. I only hope that the Jersey tomatoes I am used to, taste the same, when they are grown in galvanized steel!