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My husband thinks I'm obsessed...
Yes he does. It can't be because I've made four trips to the nursery in four days. It can't be because I've just opened up another spot in the yard so I could plant more. It can't be because I planted radishes. My husband pointed out that I don't even like radishes. No, I don't, but I have friends who do. And if you can't share the bounty part of the fun is gone.
I walk out there several times a day. I measure. I take pictures. I read books. And my computer always seems to have GardenStew open.
I second guess myself on what I've planted or how I prepared the soil. I take advantage of every free tomato and pepper plant offered to me. I dug up mint from a community garden (with permission). I pull my husband outside when I found new growth on my previously atrocious looking rhubarb. That's when he told me I was obsessed.
Okay, well, maybe I am a little...
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Yep your husband is right Liberty - you are obsessed. Isn't it a wonderful feeling though. Keep it up. LOL
Welcome to the club! LOL
Congratulations! you are fitting right in here!
I kind of suspected there were others who shared the same opinion from their husbands.
You've got it bad. There is no known cure :)
I know exactly what you mean...my husband thinks laughs at me and says I need help! Not sure what he means when gardening is the best therapy out there!!!