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  • I have always believed I am quite a good gardener. Or at least that I have green fingers because I manage to keep my little herb garden going. I can boast that the veggies I have planted over the years were more successful than the worms or birds could keep up with! This year my new experiment failed slightly when the cherry tomatoes took over the herb garden and not the Parsley, Basil or Thyme survived. OK, so I would guess I am not quite the professional, but as good as a country girl can keep things afloat – at least I know the difference between Chives and Spring Onion, so I consider myself pretty clued up! Hiehie! Sorta!

    I have been given 2 huge bags of plants and yesterday I decided they needed to get into the soil. Due to a torn disc in my back and some other “sorry-for-myself” pains, someone else did a fair amount of preparation, getting a fork into our concrete-like soil and turning it into something slightly more workable for me. Yet I still had to dig all the holes with my spade, bend over and plant almost 80 plants one by one. Halfway through I started wondering why on earth I even started?! My back was aching and sweat pouring into my eyes, and out of every other sweat gland of my body! – At least I drank my 2litres of water! Ooh yes, cause I want to close up the fence, hoping the visiting potbelly pigs won’t see our scrumptious lawn and keep their snouts outa there! It has taken over a year to get their holes filled and the grass to look like something decent again! I planted these great, long-leaved, stalk-like plants I have NO cooking clue as to their name. (I was told, but forgot again!). Apparently they make a nice white flower – what time of the year I also have no idea?!? Guess that DOES say much of me as a knowledgeable gardener??

    At least I have planted so many of them, that if some don’t survive, it should still be covering most of the fence! I also have a worm farm, so their “tea” will come in handy as good fertilizer! And once there is a nice, thick barrier around the lawn, one never knows what kind of kinky activity can happen in the future…
    - hopefully hubby and I, not the pigs!

    Why I wear fluffy socks … 2% Comfort … 3% Warmth … 95% to slide along the floor like a super ninja!

    Left are the "before" pics and the main and right are the "after" pics.
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