There was a very special guest at the cottage last week who has never gardened—
NOT ONCE, in her entire life.
She was quite intrigued by every aspect of the process...
and like my shadow,
followed me everywhere I went, wanting to know what I was doing and why.
For five full days, she was my constant companion.
She thought the vintage water cans we use to water the plants were just
the greatest inventions
was none to impressed with my rusty, crusty, old gardening tools.
So the Yankee—aka Poppy—promptly set out to find a set of gardening implements
that SHE would find more appealing.
And, of course, he gave absolutely no thought to the fact that it would take him
forty minutes to drive all the way to town to find
I can NEVER resist this precious little face—
with those big blue eyes—either! ; )