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Just finished 2 new chapters of Martina's story dealing with her time at college. Chapters 8 & 9.
Up to my neck in other stuff so gotta sort out chapter 10.
Got an idea for it but first gota mow de lawn. My next house is gonna be a terraced city house without a garden. I'm getting to hate gardening. Mine's looking like The Serengeti!
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I do it the easy way, I play farming games on facebook. It is less work and my dogs do not tear up the garden. LOL!!!!!!
Hugs,
Jenna From FL
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Jenna From FL
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It is a long road ahead but I will finally become who I should be.
Gardening.
Trouble is, like a pratt I bought this pile in the seventies when everybody was into green and natural vegetables.
Got a fabulous digestive system, no stomach disorders and no bowel cancer; bloody sore back though.
It was OK when I was thirty and fit, now I look down the end of the garden (with bloody binoculars,) and wonder where I lost the flipping tractor.
My wife swears she heard a herd of elephants down there the other afternoon. Grass is so high we'd never know.
I'm sellin up. Gonna buy me an apartment in the city and spend my time growing old disgracefully, i,e not growing veg. Lots of clubbing, lot's of trannying and the occasional convenience foods.
a new story idea
Green Acres in a parallel universe where they move from the country to the big city and become clubbing trannies. Now we just need to come up with a theme song for it.
Hugs,
Jenna From FL
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Hugs,
Jenna From FL
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It is a long road ahead but I will finally become who I should be.
Gardening
I know a bloke. Every time he felt like gardening, he would sit down and wait for the feeling to pass.
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If you're anywhere near a forest, let the deer eat your jungle. Then you can take PRIDE as the lions come for a look.
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Thanks Stan.
And yes, I think I got the joke,
Bev.
Funnily enough we do have deer in our garden occasionally; trouble is the bloody critters dont eat the bloody leaves, they tip over the plastic bins, kick the lids and steal titbits from the garbage. (Mostly fruit like apple cores.)
Everybody else gets rats or foxes or badgers but oh no, we get bloody deer and red deer at that. They are from a feral herd that escaped from a place called Margam Park near us in Port Talbot, Wales.
Trouble is they're not the supposedly timid bloody things you'd expect and the stags are bloody huge! My 14-year-old daughter was coming home one night from a school party and met one of the buggers in our yard. We still don't know who was the more startled or the more scared, our daughter or the stag. Fortunately it had shed it's antlers!
My garden
Is slowly starting to take shape, after nearly 2 years. OK, it's a rented property, but it had been empty for at least six months prior. OK, someone had occasionally mown the lawn, but the rest was a nightmare. The borders were a weed patch, infused with a ground-level creeper that's several orders of magnitude more prickly than bramble, what remained of the fences was covered with ivy (which also wound its way through the shrubs), and what had started out as a laurel hedge had been neglected so long it was about 30' high and the lower branches had layered themselves, so it was at least 6' deep. It had to be tackled bit by bit, at least partially because I didn't want branches sitting on the lawn (there's still a decent amount of grass in amongst the moss!) longer than necessary, and cutting them up into 4' lengths to fit in my car to take to the nearest household waste site is a pain!
So last year I finally got around to planting stuff, then discovered the next little surprise. A layer of broken glass, about 6' under the soil level. I have a sneaky suspicion that whenever the double glazing was installed, the contractors didn't dispose of the single glazed panes they removed...
I'm also a lazy gardener, preferring to do it in spurts of a couple of hours, every couple of weeks (apart from mowing). But even though it is a bit of a chore, the green bin is full to overflowing, the lawn covered with branches for a couple of days (not to mention the path down the side of the house) so it looks like a tip until completely cleared away, and I inevitably end up very tired, with mud wedged under my fingernails and thorns in my palms; when it is eventually cleared up it looks better than it did before.
And it means I've done something constructive with my weekend / evening, away from the draw of my computer :)
As the right side of the brain controls the left side of the body, then only left-handers are in their right mind!
Gardens
Sheesh! Mitzi.
Are we living in a parrallel world or summat!!!
I'm a landlord, (prefer to do up house and rent them than waste my time hitting a stupid little ball around a bloody big field with a silly shaped stick,)
Any way what you say about gardening is just soo-oo true.
The double gazing thing, (Yes, been there.)
The ivy. (Been there as well!)
The hedge trimming to the skip (Local utility centre in council-speak,) yes been there as well.
I'll be glad to retire.
Roll on June 30th.
Thanks for the sympathy, who'd have thought it, (another poor bugger who find's gardening a strange activity.)
PS. You sound as though you live in the UK. (It's the double glazing thing that makes me think so.)
Cheers
Bev.