Gardening is hard work
Having never been a gardner since I was raised in Dallas, I have always marveled at those that were made it look so easy. I have tried several times to garden, and my grandfather was the gardner for the city of Highland Park (which is the very rich part of Dallas). He could grow dead sticks. I, however, did not get that quality, and I know it was because I just did not realize the time and effort that it takes to be a good gardener. On that note, here is a story from the Mr. about gardening.
An elderly couple were in bed one night, and the man was getting a bit frisky. His wife kept putting him off, saying how much work they had to do tomorrow. He kept on until she began to list all the things they had to do the following day. “We have to get up early and work in the garden, blah, blah, blah, etc. ” That’s o.k. honey,” the man replied with a wink, “If we’re not finished we’ll just quit when it’s time to get up.”