Fri May 4, 2012
What is a Croc? Hum! think of a piece of memory foam fitted to your feet, non breathable foam best describes them.
Simple and less expensive are the Croc offs I’ve used for my Croc Pots
Small works of labour I call “garden art” you have to love this sort of thing. More like eye and purse pleasing little sprinkles of fairy dust. Speaking of pleasing, I have some good news…. The front gardens have been picked apart, weeded, discarded, sweat over and looking amazing.
Makes me think of an officer and a gentlemen. I’m back on track, sorry. I know, I’m in the garden taking pictures again. I wish I could remember the good excuse I had to avoid work this time, It’ll come to me when I don’t expect it.
Remember I mentioned I’d needed help this year in the gardens. The one on the left is my French Gardener, he takes this position often when in the garden, gets right into the dirt you could say. I don’t recall if I mentioned to you the amount of yelling I have done lately as the work is piling up and so another pair of hands was needed. These hands I might say are soft, yes he’s Dutch and doesn’t speak or wine like most, handy to have around. I’ll refer to him as my Dutch Butler and you’ll recognize him from now on. He’s being prepped by my French Gardener on the way I like things in the garden and they work well together, only thing is he can give up the “yes, mam” all day long thing. Enough! all this sweaty work is making my skin itch.
You’ll be surprised at what you find when you leave two men in the garden.
I must run along, I have something to do.
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