Being in the Southern hemisphere, we're back-arsewards to the rest of the world. Here, it's late spring. And my new potager (kitchen garden) is exceeding even my fondest hopes
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Gardening is one of those things, like housecleaning, that I wish I'd gotten the gene to be good at, or at least (in the case of housekeeping) to be able to tolerate it without going screaming mad from boredom.
My mother had the gardening -- she didn't go into her final decline until she wasn't able to get her fingers into the dirt and plant things any more -- but she kept house out of a sense of duty, and never did manage to indoctrinate me with that.
(Reason one why I hate housekeeping: It's dead boring. Reason two: It doesn't stay done once you've done it. And reason three: It's one of those jobs that nobody ever notices except when you screw it up, and I swore a mighty oath years ago to get involved with as few of those as possible.)
Housekeeping: we both suck. Not only is it boring, but both our mothers were fanatics; enough to turn us the total opposite. We are in total agreement with you.
Gardening: if we grow it, we eat it. If we don't, we don't. It's a danged good incentive!
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My mother had the gardening -- she didn't go into her final decline until she wasn't able to get her fingers into the dirt and plant things any more -- but she kept house out of a sense of duty, and never did manage to indoctrinate me with that.
(Reason one why I hate housekeeping: It's dead boring. Reason two: It doesn't stay done once you've done it. And reason three: It's one of those jobs that nobody ever notices except when you screw it up, and I swore a mighty oath years ago to get involved with as few of those as possible.)
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Gardening: if we grow it, we eat it. If we don't, we don't. It's a danged good incentive!
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