Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Therapy







Just about all I could get myself to do today was work in my garden, which I've been neglecting horribly as of late. Gardening always turns out to be the best therapy.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Byeeeoooootifal shots o' livin, purdy thangs!
And SAY! Who's that hot little gardner?
I know for shore it ain't Groundskeeper Willie...

P.S. Everytime I submit a post here, I keep seeing a little "handicapped" icon, and it makes me look for the speshal bathroom. Can't find it.

Anonymous said...

Nice to see the garden getting some attention. My columbine doesn't look like it's going to bloom this year, currently the tallest is only 6-8"

Laura said...

The garden still needs some of that stolen...erm...borrowed village mulch, kind and generous village sir.

And I'm gonna get some big-ass irises popping any day now for the first time. Come see!