We assigned ourselves quite a job for this morning: sawing out the nasty, thorny pyracantha bushes and stinky whatever-it-is-that-smells-like-cat-pee bushes in front of the house, to wit:
The pic of the abelia below (left) is off the 'Net and I'm fairly sure it's correct, although I don't know what color we're getting. (I'm not a very accomplished plant person--that's Sister A's area.) The second pic below (right) is one of the crape myrtles we planted in the back last year; we want 2 more like that. They're all gonna be purty, and without any dang 4-inch thorns!
After our little adventure this morning, we are absolute dead people. If we don't sleep like logs tonight, there's just something wrong with us.