It's still December: let's continue to celebrate our gardens

OK, I do not get it. You know young girl from small mining town in Nevada. LOL..

OK Pagancat, I knew exactly what you meant. We just proved you could be bought so I just wanted to know how much. Obviously, you have not heard the joke. It is OK, we are harmless. Silly but harmless. Ran out of my Liptor and Viagra.

Two blondes walked into a building.
You'd think one of them would have seen it.

OK...back to the original thread...

LOL

Watch the blonde jokes.
I am an X blonde and never thought the jokes were funny.

Jo Ann

that picture is so cute! You were gardening as a small child too!

Yes ,I helped my grandmother but never was as "into it" as I have been since DG.
My property was very narrow and most of it was house.
This is where I lived until 2007.I container gardened due to such small spaces for plants. Neighbor on the right is a horder.
What a mess.They moved in 5 years before I moved out and the accumulation is appaling.

Great, JD!

I feel bad for them. She is battling cancer for the past few years.
Her husband hangs in there for the kids sake and she has had therapy to try to controle it but when I visit the old neighbors across the street ,it's obvious she is loosing the battle of the compulsive hoarding and buying.

that is really sad...

Um, I would be blonde, too.... am I not getting something here?

There were some blonde jokes up the threads a bit
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gd1836, I have got to find my picture. Probably late 40s. We could be sisters. Did we all look alike in those days?

My hair wasnt cut until I was in Junior hi 7th grade.
My braids were so long I could sit on them.
I remember in 6th grade we put on a pagent about Victory Gardens,I was an ear of corn. I dressed in a yellow and green cone shaped costume and unbraided my hair so it looked like corn silk cascading down in front of my face.

Oh my, I think there is a familiar thread running through all of us. I also had long braids that reached below my waist, and didn't have them cut until 6th grade, and it was accidental even then. Mine were blonde, but more of a dirty dish-water color, at least that's what my sisters called it. My whole family had dark hair, except me, so in comparison I was a blonde, and I have to admit, there times I really act like one.

If I rototilled the area after digging out the honeysuckle, you don't think it would make it worse? I was afraid the roots would be like bindweed and if I chopped them up, would come up in a hundred-million places. Maybe I could put the soil through a screen to get most of the bits out.

Yes sift the dirt but I am a fanatic. I will spend hours on just one section of landscape, just sitting in my pile of dirt and getting rid of the rocks, roots or whatever. Last year I discover one of the street scape trees had invaded my rose ed along by driveway. When I started I was just in front of the sidewalk. By the time I was half way through I discovered the roots were getting larger. Wrong. Roots get smaller the farther they get from the tree. So I had another invasive root coming from somewhere else but I had no trees around. By the time I found the source, I had a hole about 4 foot square. I have composted all my soil so it was easy digging expect for the fine roots that break away from the larger roots. It took the hole that large to discover that this very large root had moved under the short wall between our property and our next door neighbor and his tree had taken over the entire bed. I had to remove two bushes because the root had totally wrapped itself around their roots. I discovered this root but my landscaper had to get rid of it on the other side. We measured the root as it came under the fence and it was about 8 inches across. It actually took the landscapers over an hour to dig up on the other side and cut the root. We both use the same mow and blow guy so that was no problem. Our neighbors are friends so I called him at work and told him he better be deep watering his tree because I had just cut off its main source of water. Maybe in 2010 I will learn to tell a shorter tale.

Rototilling might turn roots under but screening sounds like an excellent way to be sure none are left behind.

No braids in my history but always flowers and always dresses and matching bows in my hair.

And you were so happy. What a great photo. I was a dirty dishwater blond.

And none of us fit the "dumb blonde" profile.
Look at the smart blondes our age
Sandra Day OConner comes to mind

I'm trying to think of another smart blonde. There's a number that are intelligent, but none too smart!

Strangely enough, Ms. O'Connor is the only "big name" that I've ever ran in to in public - at Baker's Nursery in Phoenix. She and her poor husband.

Ivana Trump

that's a beautiful picture Pirl. I believe I do notice a dark spot on your knee though, either a scab or some dirt? You must have had a good time playing even then.

Here's me in a dress and ribbons too, though I wasn't in them often as I remember.

Thats sweet
Love the gloves.

I love the gloves, too!

Great photos!

Guess I cut my own head off there. Here's how I looked more often. My parents were both geologists and we lived in Colorado, so when I wasn't looking at rocks I was climbing them and a dress just wasn't too practical.

Diane Sawyer!

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My grandmother was very strict about gloves, we never went to church with out them. It was probably her one strong stab at making me into a lady.

I wore gloves to church even in my 20's! Now I wish I had kept some of them.

I had a sweet pair of handmade lace ones that belonged to my grandmother, they were small enough for a child and I got to wear them only on specia occasions

I have a beautiful pair of old lace gloves that came in an auction box of quilt scraps. My granddaughters (these are quite small too) love to wear them now, when they're playing tea party.

It would probably be hard to even find nice white gloves anymore, of course it's hard to even find a nice department store around here. Oh well, my present life doesn't lend itself so well to gloves anyway, and I really don't mind. My gloves, now, are more often for gardening.

Precisely what I was thinking. I did have more dressy gloves than the two dozen gardening gloves I have but right now in my life the gardening ones are the preferred ones.

what sweet photos. I too had the braids, but the only time I was a blonde was when we lived out in California - my Dad was in the airforce.....

I like shoes and gloves and hats and accessories, but I was just telling my husband, that I would rather have gardening gloves, flower bulbs or a pitch fork for a gift than jewelry.....

Oh I am so late to the party, will have to go back more slowly and check out every ones beautiful shots!

Here's mine ;-) just a simple pond thing going on, a few fish, you know, trying to keep it in scale with the humble digs.

In case you're rattling around all by yourself in that big ole eyesore, I'd be glad to take it off your hands. But your staff must come with. LOL.

He he, needs updating, plumbing, electrical the usual. Staff help can be negotiated.

Does Arnold have to stay?

Lets all go.
We could have a huge vedgtable garden and put up a stand by the road.
Take turns being cashier, and selling fresh produce, and raise money for the heating bill.

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Gather twigs for kindling.... sheesh.

I've got a lot full of downed tree branches and twigs. So I'll bring the fire wood. What a Party we could have selling veggies and flowers.

Looks like it might be in England. Is there running water and indoor plumbing? Does each room have a fireplace? I know picky, picky. Is it haunted?

LOL - when you said "Does Arnold have to stay" I assumed it was the California Governor's mansion, without really looking at the surroundings, duh...

I can't tell where it is, even from the surroundings, but I'm up for the trip. I can bring all my old flower seed from last year. I've been going through it and have more than I thought. Looks like it could use a bit of color anyway...not that I'm complaining about the grounds!