You may remember my friend Seymour of the Woods. He had a wonderful summer, and even took up a little bowling. Crazy Seymour. But looks like he's also taken to growing weeds. Of course it's a clover, being the gnome that he is. Lucky for him I haven't pulled it. But I'm tempted.
I am so done with the garden for the year. Done. There's work to be done out there but I have zero desire to do any of it. Yes, there are overly eager multipliers to dig up, plants to cut back, and old zucchini and corn plants to pull up. The seeded perennials and annuals I'm leaving for the birds. But I'm done for the year. Well, except for those carrots and leeks I need to harvest. There are those. But after that? That's it. And I mean it.
Someone needs to tell Seymour to pull his own weeds. He needs to start pulling his weight around here or in the words of Heidi Klum, "You're ought!"
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seymour looks pretty pleased with his clover...;) if he gets evicted, he can come stay with us for a spell...we have new zealand white clover as ground cover...hehe
love you!
xoxo
Well, I think I would have enjoyed some gardening this fall - we had the coldest and wettest October on record this year - and then it's to be in the upper 60s on the weekend. Wanna move to Kansas?
I love Seymour. He justs needs a little holiday, or a lie-down, and he's be back to his old industrious self.
Cat-Seymour will never be evicted! But he's looking forward to a possible visit from the two cutest girls in the world!
Heather-No, but I love to visit Kansas. :)
Deb-I think you call that a disco nap.
I'm with you. I've been ignoring all the work that needs doing in my yard right now. Bah.
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