You Know you're a gardener when....

why thank you kindly, Darius!! My parents live in King, NC, right outside of W/S. Are you close to it?

Nope. Waaaay SW in the mountains, between Franklin and the GA line.

bet it's pretty there though, huh?

Oh, yes... and cool summers!

wow...that MUST be nice.

"You know you are an NEW aspiring gardener when.."

If it comes up green and shows any growth at all, you treasure it, feed it and the word "weed" never enters your mind!
Pati

When you pull up a lawn chair and just gaze into daylily eyes!

Welcome noobie....have you seen the famous Coleus Forum yet....what a great group we are.....
The best thing is that we are all enablers..........no re-hab for us...LOLOL

Hap

Happy...don't believe I've seen that forum yet. Thanks for the welcome! Looking forward to getting to know everyone!!!

...when you spend all day on DG because it's TOO HOT outside to garden.

Or RAINING AGAIN!!! Still, yet....whatever.....

I am trying not to stray from the subject on this thread, but I simply must respond to Hap's last post!

You are teasing those of us who would dearly love to see some rain, because everything in our once-green gardens is now just a bunch of crispy critters! Please, please send some of that rain our way!! ;-)

And now, back to our program...

It's on it's way maggie.....

Either extreme is not good..but no one ever said that the world was perfect.... right now, some of my babys are learning the back stroke and are going down for the third time....it is not good...

You know when.... Your 33 year old DD, helps you plant three lilly bulbs out of fifty, and tells everyone that comes by, (after they bloom) "come look at my lillies".. and you know that you've done something right after all!

You know when.... you email your wish list to perfect strangers!


Viv

YOu know you're a gardener when you use you gazebo and picnic table as you greenhouse and worktable!!!! LOL!! (and are amazed when your dh only complins once... )

http://davesgarden.com/forums/t/524877/

Heather

You know you're a gardner when ...............

LOL Scoot!!!

Heeheehee, ain"t that the truth!! Good one Scooter!

Loved all the post! ha ha ha

You know you are a gardener if...

You let your pool turn into a slimy, green algae pit because your friends, the toads, have decided to breed there and you don't want to upset their life cycle.

Noooooooooo, you wouldn't do that? Jeremy? UGH? Not healthy for humans....

Kim, come on and share with us! It makes me feel better to know, I am not the only one. Love this thread.

But the toads are such a healthy benefit to my garden!

...And the pool I'm speaking of is an old "cement pond" (to quote Jethro from the B. Hillbillies) that was here when I bought my house and which I've been struggling with for three years to get to hold water. None of the concrete patching stuff would work and the pond would drain most of the way down everytime I filled it with water. It turns out that toad eggs apparently make wonderful cement crack patching!! The pond has been filled to the brim with water since the toads got amorous there on a recent romantic, rainy night with full moon. I've been doting around the pond like an expectant father, waiting for the first sign of tadpoles, while dropping in mosquito dunks to kill off the insect larvae.

I may have to install speakers out near the "cement pond" and pipe in Barry Manilow music for the toads to more fully enjoy their trysting. Or do you think the toads would prefer something with a little more hip-hop* beat, like Issac Hayes?

I'm too old to know any of the rap groups. I dropped out the music scene at age 30 (25 years ago!) when my young girlfriend at the time took me to CBGB's punk rock venue in NYC and I groaned to myself at the ear blasting sounds, "Gawd, these young kids and their awful music!" I knew at that very moment that I had crossed over the line and had become an old fogey.

*("hop" in the same line as "toads," Oh, what a bad pun!)

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I can't help myself....I HAVE to post this!!!!LOL
Pati

Jeremiah was a bullfrog
Was a good friend of mine
I never understood a single word he said
But I helped him a-drink his wine
And he always had some mighty fine wine
Singin´...
Joy to the world
All the boys and girls now
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me
If I were the king of the world
Tell you what I´d do
I´d throw away the cars and the bars and the war
Make sweet love to you
Sing it now...
Joy to the world
All the boys and girls
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me

Well, Pati, how dumb of me! Of course, that is the perfect song for toad trysting in the garden of Jeremy! Maybe an old 8-track version would work best to encourage the toads along (as if they need any encouragement!)

"Jeremiah" also happens to be one of the favorite songs of my consort, Christina, so I could probably get away with having a continuous loop of the song playing in the garden without her clobbering me.

Last night, she almost said, "Which is it going to be, me or the plants?" when she found me up typing away madly at 4:20 AM on the DG website. I may now need to limit my online garden gossip if I am to continue my own romantic trysting.

Jeremy

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This message was edited Jun 30, 2005 1:24 PM

While the topic is cement ponds, two elderly gardeners had theirs filled in and it is now a perennial garden with a trellis for his clematis!

Hey Jeremy! I feel your pain with the cement pond inheritance ordeal! Here is a link to my thread in the Water Gardens forum if you're interested. I decided to go ahead and try to restore it after much lamenting. I got lots of great advice from other DGers. If you want to check it out, the first post in this thread gives links to the other 2 threads I started related to this pond o death! I have high hopes that it will turn out okay... but I only bred mosquitoes, no toads. :)

http://davesgarden.com/forums/t/518725/

Jamie

You know you're a gardener when...

You're at a corporate strategic planning retreat at the Del Coronado Hotel in San Diego and you use the lunch break to pull weeds from their flower beds. As you return to the meeting with black fingernails, you wonder if your favorite weeding tool will pass through airport security for next year's retreat.

(Honestly, you'd think at a place like that they'd do a better job keeping up with the weeds!)

you know your a gardener when....
you 'preen' your neighbors yards and then for the survivors, go around with the weed killer.
.....you cry over the loss of your lilies from the voles. then go to dg and google to search for information on how to kill the little buggers. lilies are my first addiction and anything or anyone that harms them shall do so under penalty of death.
.....your doggie looks over at you, to see if its ok if he lifts his leg here or not. LOL
thanks for the laughs and the 'uh huh i do that too.'
debi & franklin

Oh I love getting a good laugh in the morning to go with my coffee! I especially love the "doggie looking up at you to see if its ok to lift his leg here or not" one, I guess I better train Buster a little better, he thinks our yard is 'his' yard! LOL Thanks for the laughs!

Here is a very true "You Know You're A Gardener When" that I am going through right now.

You know you're a gardener when you have ruptured a disk in your back and can barely walk while having numb, tingling painful legs, but you use your hoe as a cane and have your husband help sit you on the ground in the middle of your flower bed so you can weed and when you get finished call him from your cell phone to help you get up and move to another flower bed.

Connie

Yeh, I hear you...think I might be there in a couple of weeks....oh dear.

You know when.........you go off to play golf, hit the garden shop on the way home, arrive home with a trunkful of plants....and it's already JULY!!! (but they were all on sale, marked waaaay down and I had the cash, and I've got a few bare spots, and it's only July...........)

Well meezer, try that same senerio but you live in TEXAS!!!!

Yesterday I planted a burford holly because I have been looking for a non-dwarf one to replace the one the arborist accidentally cut down. My husband's heart was broken b/c for whatever reason, he loved that tree. So I finally found one and bought it... but they had a bunch of stuff 75% off so I got that too. I planted it all yesterday... at 2pm. Did I mention this is Texas?! It was 100 degrees out, and that is not being used as a figure of speech here. It was literally 100 degrees! I was watching the 5 day forecast on the local news on Monday and across the board for the high temps for the week it went like this: 99, 100, 100, 100, 100. At 10pm it is still HOT outside. Not warm, but sweating kind of hot. Yet there I was, planting new plants of all things. Why? Then I got out the weedeater and lawn mower. Crazy much? No, just a gardener. :)

Oh, had two other "must be a gardener" moments yesterday. First of all, they closed our office early so we could go play Whirly Ball. When I found out we didn't have to go play if we didn't want to, I was thrilled. Soooo, I could drink free beer and have free food while playing a fun game in the air conditioning, or, go home and do back breaking work in the 100 degree heat. Well, we all know what I chose.

Then, since I finally determined I could not get much done if I dropped dead from a heat stroke, I finally went inside to cool off from about 4:45-6pm (then went back out for 3 more hours). So what could I do? Can't sit on the couch as nasty as I was, but I didn't want to take a shower when I knew I would just go back outside again. So I have invented the "gardener shower." It involves cool water, can last no more than 5 minutes, and you cannot wash your hair. Soap is optional. Heck, the real purpose is to cool off if I'm being honest. Not to get clean. So I hosed off the ick, tossed some soap around, and put on some clean clothes. After my break, those came off, the nasty ones from earlier went back on, and I was back outside for round 2. INSANE!!! But you know what they say, there is a fine line between hobby and mental illness. LOL!

Jamie

It's already 90 here, supposed to get up to 101. I just came in from weeding and discovered something I'm sure other people do all the time. I put the oscillating sprinkler on so that it hits me at some point in it's cycle no matter what part of the yard I'm in. I was out there soaking, but weeding in comfort. You know you're a gardener when all the neighbors are driving by staring at you like you're crazy! Ü

What do you "Like?" We ARE crazy...heheh

No we're not-- THEY are ( unless of course they are off to the garden center....LOL!)

Last week, I heard of a new daylily patch. I drove about 40 miles. Loaded down the van, so much the kids said, where are we going to put the groceries!

Good girl......the New Diet Plan.....

You know you are a gardener when...

You rush out into the middle of the street, waving your arms frantically, to stop an oncoming auto from smashing into two black swallowtail butterflies that are dancing together in a manner that would suggest they were becoming "intimately acquainted." *

*Sugarweed and my postal carrier were the eyewitnesses to this bit of insanity this afternoon.

By the way, I did a Google search and also searched the DG "Garden Terms" and can't find any reference to the terminology associated with "the science of the study of butterflies" (e.g., study of birds = ornithology, study of all life = biology, the study of fungi = mycology). What is the appropriate term for butterfly research and information?

Is it Flitology? or Flutterology? Or, a more serious term, like Papillonology?

Jeremy