yer killin me !!
What Makes You A Gardener?
You know you're a gardener when your favorite song is one you made up:
"I love my garden. I love my garden." Well, that's the song Anna's been singing for a few weeks, anyway.
oh yeah!!
Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.
Very nice GE
you know you have a gardener friend when they show up to your home - your dripping in sweat and covered with dirt and they still give you a hug hello - even though you "suggest" it may not be a good idea. right patti:)
Awe, how sweet!!
Please shower when I drop in, Bill!
i don't hug men - no problem
lol
you know you are a gardner when your friends ask you when are you getting a boyfriend and your answer is: well the thing is unless he is a gardener or enjoys gardens and I wont have to hide plants I get and does not have a problem having mudd girl as a girlfriend; it would not be worth it!
love the sign!!
Great sign! You know you're a gardener when you have a week off and all you plan to do is weed and play in the garden.
You know you're a gardener when you spend most of the day at work on Dave's Garden rather than actually working.
Lol!
My vacation sounds like jumper's
mine too Dave.... I am actually looking foward to the long weekend and fight the weeds!!!!
It's a perfect pic if you ask me... gorgeous orange blend.... you know I love orange roses!!!!!
I started last afternoon and goodness gracious I don't even know where to start... the weeds really took over.... :(
Dave, what a pity. That's a beautiful rose. Kassia, I love your garden sign! In my house, it should read: Gardening forever, housework, never!
Dave - is that Rose 'Livin Easy'? It's glowing!
I just saw this thread & had to read it. The same type question was posed a while back on the PNW thread. It's a great topic: the responses are not only humorous, but easy to relate to. Made me laugh again! Back to work-work tomorrow, and I'd rather go outside & continue weeding.
while checking out at the grocery store, you gently replace the little spider that's dropped its web down from your bangs back onto your head, unless they have a floral section.
you regularly practice sensory deprivation regarding the numbing cold that has invaded your now popsicle toes, because you MUST finish what you started an hour after the sunset.
you have a backup set of garden tools in the trunk of your car, just in case...
all cute
You are correct Katy!
Bravo Katye!! I would of been soooooooo wrong had I guessed. lol
Dave - Livin Easy is a new purchase this year - it is very pretty & fills my need for orange in the - hmmmm...not sure what to call it - was previously referring to it as the "hot bed" but somehow that one has the potential to go astray rapidly.
OK - how about in the "hot colours" portion of the garden. oh, that's riveting.
I like hot bed.
As homage to Farah, you could go with burning bed.
Its a peachy orange and I really liked the points on the petals. Send photos.
yessir - when it blooms again.
Hadn't thought of the burning bed...I still prefer hot bed but.............
You know you are a gardener when you graduate into liquid oxygen and hundred foot hoses to enable some getting about the garden and still being able to get a sniff of the needed life supporting oxygen.
You win, Dwaine!
I have been properly trained to not exceed fifty feet on a single oxygen hose. They wrongly assumed I would limit myself to the hoses they provided. LMAO Tinkering is an art. All experiments are important because the idea might work. The service provider expects all their pee-ons (clients) to be conventonal fall in line good persons. I tell them I broke none of God's laws.
I enjoy Ben Franklin's one liner when he was trying to get one more loan the banks did not want to give him. He factually reported that he knew several hundred things that would not work therefore absolutely knew that he was very close to success with the light bulb. He got the loan and in short order tried tungston. That was the element in the first light bulb that worked.
But don't follow him and play in the lightning!
doc wins is right!!
Yes, Doc wins! That beats Victor getting footage for his ankle bracelet.
This is how I knew I would be a gardener:
About 18 years ago the company I worked for was having layoffs at all levels. We secretaries knew we were safe - secretaries are essential and never get laid off.
That was the first year of marriage and DH and I lived at his mom's house (big 4-bedroom/she lived alone) in order to save money for our own place. She had a nice, big backyard that had been neglected, except for mowing.
Well, of course, I was one of the few secretaries that got laid off. And . . . I couldn't have been happier! It was the beginning of summer and I convinced DH to let me stay laid off until the Fall. I weeded and planted to my heart's content. Found some rose bushes that had been weeded-over. I had the time of my life!
Never did go back to work after that, either!
Good plan!
Hey docgipe! Thats ingenious!
They say necesity is the mother of invention. Keep enjoying your gardens!
Joyce
What makes me think I'm a garderner is, every time I reach in my pockets for change, I always come up with a handful of seeds and leaves from constantly harvesting whereever I go.
So true!
