If this is your first visit, be sure to
check out the FAQ by clicking the
link above. You may have to register
before you can post: click the register link above to proceed. To start viewing messages,
select the forum that you want to visit from the selection below.
My beans that I planted out like a tropical yankee fool hate me. I hear them muttering about the ones still in the greenhouse, still un-yellowed and warm and how they plot their revenge by finally dying spetacularly, just when it warms up again.
I might as well plant all my seeds again, I don't know the plants willl hold out another 2 weeks, they are ready to go out now I should have planted more broadies, instead the the delicate, but delicious frenchies.
I could not live without a garden, it is my place to unwind and recover, to marvel at the power of all growing things, even weeds!
Now a little Shrinking Violet.
Blame that unpronounceable volcano that went up. Gonna be a cool year. I just hope the prediction that the other one doesn't come true.
Molted my winter fur, face and head, went out and wished I hadn't. Thank god for who ever invented woolly hats. Shame you can't go anywhere in a balaclava without people hitting the alarms or getting funny looks from the security guards.
HW you sound like a friend of mine. He could stand in the arctic with a wind chill of -60 and all he would say is "It's a bit brisk today". I hate him his heating bills are almost nothing.
Comment