First let me say that i have a black thumb. Fortunately, my husband has better luck than i do, but i really love planting things and watching them grow, even if i suck at being their primary caretaker.
Anyway, this year we planted some herbs in the side bed which should get enough sun this year since the tree blocking it last year was trimmed down, veggies on the side of the front bed (we widened it a bit), and flowers in the 3 pots on the front porch. The veggies are watermelon, leeks, and of course tomatoes. We also planted a bonfire patio peach in the front yard and a trailing raspberry vine in the back so it can hopefully grow up the fence and look wild. Basically we planted Char's favorites lol.
But, the rest of the front bed is stil crazy wild and weedy, so a couple of nights this week i've been pulling them up a couple of feet wide at a time while Char drives me crazy, i mean explores our front yard and everyone else's. Tonight i got out the water pitchers and cups so she could practice pouring nearby. All was going well until i heard the fateful words: "i ride this."
No three words have struck more fear in the hearts of, well, me. Not even "i climb this." Sure enough, she came up behind me and climbed on my back. Then she said, "Horsey, horsey, hmm hmm hmmm" (the sound a horse makes, duh). So i played horsey in the front yard for a bit. Then i decided i could weed while she rode my back and i would wiggle a bit to keep her occupied. Um, well, it wasn't enough stimulation apparently so she decided to practice "vaulting". Vaulting, in the horse world, has a specific definition, and it goes something like this:
Also, my weeding displaced a worm, which Char found absolutely fascinating. She wanted me to touch it, over and over, but she wouldn't do it. Then i picked it up and put it in my hand, and she still didn't want to touch it. She put her finger out like she was going to touch it, but she stayed an inch away. Then she decided to hold it, and did. She did great with it, and even touched it with her other hand, and then it wiggled and she squealed and dropped it and yelled, "Ewwww!"
But she kept looking for the worm afterward. She even said, "Worm go night-night?" Awww, she made a friend! LOL
Anyway, this year we planted some herbs in the side bed which should get enough sun this year since the tree blocking it last year was trimmed down, veggies on the side of the front bed (we widened it a bit), and flowers in the 3 pots on the front porch. The veggies are watermelon, leeks, and of course tomatoes. We also planted a bonfire patio peach in the front yard and a trailing raspberry vine in the back so it can hopefully grow up the fence and look wild. Basically we planted Char's favorites lol.
But, the rest of the front bed is stil crazy wild and weedy, so a couple of nights this week i've been pulling them up a couple of feet wide at a time while Char drives me crazy, i mean explores our front yard and everyone else's. Tonight i got out the water pitchers and cups so she could practice pouring nearby. All was going well until i heard the fateful words: "i ride this."
No three words have struck more fear in the hearts of, well, me. Not even "i climb this." Sure enough, she came up behind me and climbed on my back. Then she said, "Horsey, horsey, hmm hmm hmmm" (the sound a horse makes, duh). So i played horsey in the front yard for a bit. Then i decided i could weed while she rode my back and i would wiggle a bit to keep her occupied. Um, well, it wasn't enough stimulation apparently so she decided to practice "vaulting". Vaulting, in the horse world, has a specific definition, and it goes something like this:
Also, my weeding displaced a worm, which Char found absolutely fascinating. She wanted me to touch it, over and over, but she wouldn't do it. Then i picked it up and put it in my hand, and she still didn't want to touch it. She put her finger out like she was going to touch it, but she stayed an inch away. Then she decided to hold it, and did. She did great with it, and even touched it with her other hand, and then it wiggled and she squealed and dropped it and yelled, "Ewwww!"
But she kept looking for the worm afterward. She even said, "Worm go night-night?" Awww, she made a friend! LOL
What an adorable story.
ReplyDeleteCharlotte is going to have a blast watching all her veggies grow! We've decided that any landscaping we do will be edible so we don't have to worry about Atticus picking things that aren't exactly good for him.
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