doodle by andre: so long for now
THIS IS HOW IT GOES, beginning at the first real thaw: Farewell “life,” hello garden. Thanks to Doodler Andre Jordan for depicting the Headless-Chicken Syndrome that doesn’t end till frost is solidly back in the ground. See you out there?
This is maybe a little too accurate…
Agree, Crunchy Urbanite. It hit home here too (OUCH!).
Funny! My neighbor texted me to see if I’m ok because he didn’t think I got my requisite 18 hours of outside time yesterday.
I’ll be in my gardens but you probably won’t see me :-) I have too many beds and just as I finish weeding one, I have to work on another one. Between weeding and moving plants, it is never ending… but it’s what I enjoy.
My husband is constantly telling me he’s going to sew RFID bar codes on my jeans so he can find me in the garden!
Eat. Sleep. Garden.
Ha ha ha … I LOVE this one!
So good to know that I am amongst compulsive gardeners who neglect everything and everyone until September. My poor husband has to fend for himself, but he knows that the garden is like an addiction for me. Is there a garden support group out there ?
My husband says even a chicken knows to come in out of the rain. I do not.
Ok . I sent this to hubby..so me!
We’re still knee deep in snow! (Wail!)
Yes, not knee deep here but definitely not cleanup weather, either!