. . . the day when Mistah fills the wheelbarrow with different varieties of dirt . . .
. . . and mixes them up . . .
. . . and installs seedlings . . .
. . . to create a big, happy, day of planting . . .
. . . that's pronounced plahnting.
He's a Jolly Gardner, that Mistah.
And I am a Jolly Enjoyer of the Jolly Gardener.
Because it begins right here, right now, our journey into summer and warmth and tomatoes and gigantic green warm love . . .
. . . it's Jolly.
Mistah Jolly Gardener!
ReplyDeleteI love seeing these "before" photos, because they will look so wee and immature next to the "after" photos, which we expect to see. I'm confident we will witness another year of jolly gardener miracles.
xoxo,
Beth
mmmmmm, tamaters! peppahs! plahnts!
ReplyDeletelove, love, love.
xoxox
Jacquie
where do you get your compost? never seen that jolly gardener stuff before, and you always get such great results!
ReplyDeletejill