Morning conversation with garden
Jun. 23rd, 2010 09:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
baronessekatWent out this morning to water the garden. I've been using reclaimed rain water caught in a rubbermaid tote and use an old 4x4 cake pan to scoop it out and pour on the garden.
Anyway, this morning as I was pushing one of the big pumpkin leaves aside to get the water down at the base of the stem, one of the prickers on the stem "bit" me.
After the initial "ow" and sucking of the thumb. I looked at the offending plant.
Me: "If you start singing 'Feed Me' I will have no quams about ripping you out by your roots and chopping you up for compost."
Pumpkin: *ruffles in the wind*
Me: "I'm serious."
Pumpkin: *settles back down*
Grimm: (who has come up after doing a permimeter check of the yard) *snort* (Which translates to "Momma stop talking to the stupid plant cuz otherwise you're gonna be late for work")
Anyway, this morning as I was pushing one of the big pumpkin leaves aside to get the water down at the base of the stem, one of the prickers on the stem "bit" me.
After the initial "ow" and sucking of the thumb. I looked at the offending plant.
Me: "If you start singing 'Feed Me' I will have no quams about ripping you out by your roots and chopping you up for compost."
Pumpkin: *ruffles in the wind*
Me: "I'm serious."
Pumpkin: *settles back down*
Grimm: (who has come up after doing a permimeter check of the yard) *snort* (Which translates to "Momma stop talking to the stupid plant cuz otherwise you're gonna be late for work")
