thoughts while gardening

Thoughts while gardening yesterday.
Not to be confused with thoughts ON gardening. I'm no pro.


How could this many weeds have grown over the Winter?
Go away Scout.
Who's idea was it to have this much monkey grass?
It's warmer out here than I thought it was.
I'm glad Papa mowed the grass for us yesterday.
I wish Zach were here to haul the weeds down to the field for me.
You just think you want to be an outside cat.
{As Smoky watches me from the window.}
Oh, good. The Lilies of the Valley came back this year.
Scout is a lucky boy that my Peonies came back after he chewed them to the ground last year.
I hope that was a frog and not a snake that slithered against my ankle.
{Shiver}
I hate weeds.
I need to exercise.
Can't wait to take a shower.
I'm beginning to think less is more.
Is that a blister on my thumb.
What should we get Bella for her birthday?
I hope Scout doesn't climb up on the table and pull down our tomato plants.
Does Victoria have a bathing suit that still fits for Bella's party?
Need to make a grocery list.
I wonder if James found any records at the flea market?
I'm hungry.
I wish Gordon would trim the branches along the creek.
Okay.
{Deep Breath}
There's a snake.
Is that a Copperhead?
I better go get a shovel.
{I did.}
RIP Copperhead.
Yeah, I think I'm done for the day.