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There Is Always Something To Do In The Garden
Gazebo with climbing rose bushes ( photo / image / picture from Accidental Gardener's Garden )
When you have a garden you are never at a loss for something to do. You may be questioning what to do next but there is always something else that needs done. You build small areas around the garden where you can just sit and enjoy the view. Once seated something catches your attention out of the corner of your eye. Is that a weed sticking out behind that bush? So up you go and sure enough you dispose of the intruding unwanted plant. If you dare look around you will surely find another and another and another. 'Honey, when you bring the beer, bring me my knee pads and my weeding tool'. You no sooner sit back down with a cold beer in your hand when, 'Did one of the dogs knock over that planter'? And you're up again to do a little more maintenance.
By the time you sit down for the third or fourth time you tell yourself you are going to just sit here and enjoy your beer and anything else you see can wait until you are done. Unfortunately, we reach a certain age or stage in our lives where if we do not do something as soon as we think about it, we never think about it again; until the next time we sit down in a cozy corner of the garden with a cold beer. And out of the corner of our eye . . .
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Oh I know just what you mean. Every time I go into the garden, sit on my bench with a nice hot cup of tea I spot something that needs doing!! I don't think I've enjoyed a cuppa yet that's still been hot when I get back to it. Would I change anything ..... no!!!
yes, yes, yes... I do this too.... your blog really made me laugh.
It is also amazing how you can loose track of time...I'll just go out with my cup of coffee to see what's blooming and when I go back in 2 hours have disappeared!
I do the same thing in my yard really in every yard I visit. It always hit me My how time slips away.
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