It was this thankfullness that helped me bite my tongue when he promptly tilled over my thyme bed that took me three years to establish. Some things are just not important enough to distinquish my husbands rare intrest in my garden. I just dabbed at the blood drawn from my teeth biting into my tongue and smiled with an encouraging thumbs up to him as he passed me with the pounding tiller digging into the earth.
Sunday, June 17, 2012
I love gadgets... even big ones...
This past Feburary Charles and I rented a tiller because I felt the garden needed a soil uplift. It was totally fun but way more work than I thought it would be so I was happy to allow Charles to use it most of the time.
It was this thankfullness that helped me bite my tongue when he promptly tilled over my thyme bed that took me three years to establish. Some things are just not important enough to distinquish my husbands rare intrest in my garden. I just dabbed at the blood drawn from my teeth biting into my tongue and smiled with an encouraging thumbs up to him as he passed me with the pounding tiller digging into the earth.
It was this thankfullness that helped me bite my tongue when he promptly tilled over my thyme bed that took me three years to establish. Some things are just not important enough to distinquish my husbands rare intrest in my garden. I just dabbed at the blood drawn from my teeth biting into my tongue and smiled with an encouraging thumbs up to him as he passed me with the pounding tiller digging into the earth.
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