Love is when you get crap...Like this:-
and then you leave said crap all over the place like a little smelly surprise such as here next to the spuds and Pepino:-
And here between the Kale and Pumpkin:-
in a space next to the path,
And here by the sweet potatoes:_
a big pile of crap under the palm tree,
a big pile of crap where 
and crap by the onions.
Before you know it, you've run out of crap.
Now i can't give a crap....
The best thing is