DG Anonymous

Help! I am addicted! I am new to the DG website and if I don't get help soon, I will never get anything done, inside or outside my house! I need to start a DG Anonymous Group, like AA. LOL

Seriously ... love all the info and photo's everyone posts! Never knew there were so many "Plantaholics" like me! And, what smart, informative folks y'all are too. I've had a lot of help identifying some of my many plants the past couple of days! Sure do appreciate all the feedback!

I'm still learning my way around the site, and I hope I don't make too many mistakes, posting at the wrong spots.

Must go now and do some re-potting of stuff that can't wait any longer!

Til later .... (probably only 30 minutes, if I can last that long) I hope everyone is having a "Green", "Growing", Happy Day!



Plantladylin

My name is Ann, and I'm a Davaholic...

(hello, Ann...)

Welcome Brigidlily-Ann ..... think we've got something going here?

My name is Lin and I've been a Plantaholic! for 39 years! Wish I could say that 39 was my age! LOL.

I've only been a DG-aholic for just a couple of weeks now, but this is a good kind of addiction, just like the flower and plant addiction!

Welcome to DG plantladylin. I'm Dawn and I'm a Davaholic / Plantaholic...

Does this describe you? From an article by Felder Rushing:

It hit me the other day and, going in to wash up, found a sprig of rosemary soaking in a water glass on the kitchen sink. I had slipped it into my shirt pocket a few evenings earlier during a “date” with daughter Zoe at an upscale restaurant, promising to root it for her when we got home. Somebody help me!
Have you ever bought plants you didn’t need, or really even want, but just couldn’t resist? I have set pots and even entire flats of flowers on the driveway, and watered them for weeks and months until they eventually just melted away, because there simply was no place to plant them.
I suppose outsiders could see our passion as tame when compared superficially with, say, indoor soccer (“dry hockey”) or Nascar racing. But I don’t have to explain to real gardeners how fast a heart rate can get from a few pulls on the starter rope on a recalcitrant gas engine, or how sweat drips from our eyebrows as we toss bulbs and mulch into freshly-prepared soil, or how itchy fire ant stings (and even poison ivy) can be, between toes and fingers. Or how our hearts sing when we discover a delicate detail, flavor, fragrance, or other bonus in a newfound plant.
And gardening is addictive. We could even compose a Gardeners Anonymous Twelve Step Program. I can hear it now: “Hi, my name is Felder, and I am a gardener...” (In unison, the other gardeners in the group reply “Welcome, Felder, we are glad you are here. Come back often.”)
“I gardened just this morning. (“Amen.”) Pulled a few weeds on the way down to pick up the morning paper, and before I knew it, found myself dividing daylilies and repainting a fencepost. Coming to this GA meeting, I found a mail order catalog under my car seat, and people behind me at the stoplight had to honk to get my attention back on the road.”
“I need help with my gardening. I can’t stop on my own. And I am sorry for my family that, even though I don’t own a bass boat or belong to a golf club, I did spend my last paycheck on shrubbery, a new greenhouse door, and a big bucket of Miracle Grow...”
Sound close to home? Here’s a simple test to see if you are a garden nerd:
- You grow ten or more different kinds of the same plant (rose, daylily, daffodil, iris, African violet, camellia, tomato, whatever), and know their names (extra points if they’re labeled).
- You subscribe to three or more garden magazines, and keep a small shovel in your car trunk. Turn your compost weekly. Buy bird seed by the fifty pound sack. Own a pair of Felco pruning shears (bonus points for the clip-on leather scabbard).
- Vegetables are growing in your flower beds. You mow around a weed because it has pretty flowers, or to save a place to hide Easter eggs later.
- Have you ever willingly taken a tour of a garden by flashlight? Double bonus points for luring guests outside after dark (“Hey, wanna see something really neat?”). Do we need to search your purse or camera case for purloined seeds, after a visit to a botanical garden?
-Extra points if your cuticles are dirty right now. And last, but not least, triple points of you would appreciate a special someone sending you a load of manure for an anniversary...
I’m not suggesting we gardeners should quit - though we all claim we can, any time. But maybe our motto should be Easy Grow It, or simply One Flower at A Time!

Hi, my name is garden6 and I've been a gardenholic for the past 17 mos. I used to only dibble lightly in gardening for a number of years. I now yearn for Latin names and garden beds. I'm easily persuaded at the mention of lasagna beds and composting. I'm currently soiled with grass stains, wet knees and shirt, and I've lost sight of my cuticles several months ago....I used to have my nails manicured and polished... I've been gardening so heavily now I don't know where to find them.... So here I am "ONE Flower at A Time!" ;0)

Welcome to you too DawinTx!

Oh, does that sound like me! Maybe not every little detail, but most of it! Many years ago my DH asked me what I wanted for my B'day and I asked for a certain kind of shovel .... he looked at me like I was nuts! But, now we've been married 37 years and he knows me well .... still rolls his eyes a lot, but doesn't act surprised anymore when I ask for a gift that some folks think is strange! Us gardeners just have" different" wish lists! Not particular in fashion clothes, or shoes (unless it's those Great but kinda ugly "Clogs" or "Wellies"). And gloves?! Down here in the south we don't need them for winter, but year round ..... not for keeping our hands warm ..... but clean! And, hats .... not pretty, fancy bonnets .... but, instead, baseball or fishing type hats to keep the sun out of our eyes while digging in the dirt!

Love that article by Felder Rushing .... from a book, magazine or what? Would love to find the source, to have a copy for me and to give a copy to my sister too! Those are words truly spoken for lots of us, huh?!

Well, I must go .... want to post a photo of a plant I'm trying to ID! And, then back out to my "Garden of Weedin" before the rest of the day gets away from me!

More chatting soon, I hope

Lin

LOL, I think I belong to this club. I retired 5 years ago, and have never had a clean cuticle since. I was out tonight planting plants that I received in the mail, with DGD holding a flash light for me. I can't pass a garden center without stopping to rescue some more plants. Anybody's rejects are prime objects to me. I have all sorts of plants, switch favorites about once every 2 weeks. All plants are meticously labeled, and researched if I don't know them. I always take flowers as gifts, center pieces where ever I go. Encourage guests to take a cutting, pick a flower for seed, always wear something with big pockets when out, (so I can stuff seeds and things there). Go to every RU within a 300 mile radius, have met many DG'ers, and always looking for ways to meet more. Friends, family know that the best gifts are garden related. LOL

Why give up something we enjoy so much? I don't need a 12 step program, just 12 more gardening magazines or catalogs. At least we don't hang out in the bars, or casinos!!

My name is Marie and I'm a Dava-planta-holic.

The article from Felder Rushing made me gasp out loud! So, if all of these things are true, does that mean I have a problem (with extra points)? Does this mean that there are actually people out there who don't see themselves in that article?

It is comforting to know that perhaps I'm not the only person out there who still has a flat of annuals, that have been diligently watered since May (of 2006), that will be soon be dumped because a hard frost will kill them before I can find room to actually put them in the ground. Which reminds me, I'd better get rid of them before my parents come to visit on Sunday. I don't need to hear them ask one more time if just maybe I have a 'gardening problem', and when was I going to get those plants in the ground. (I've still got some perennials that need a home.)

What an honor to be in the company of such wonderful addicts.

Hey Defoecat:

Yes, I think you belong to this club too! So many of us "Plantaholics" out there!

Like you, I can't seem to pass a garden center without stopping either! And, rejects .... they are just challenges! Reviving half dead plants! Someone has to step up and be a hero when it comes to all those discards, right?! LOL. I think clearance plant tables are as much fun (if not more), than clearance clothes racks! I love to shop!

Oh, you are so good .... all your plants labeled and researched! Wow! I am impressed! Really!
I must confess. I have so many plant books from years ago that are collecting dust! I used to know all the botanical names of my plants by heart. Alas, but age has erased most of it from my brain! I am
feeling really guilty! I haved learned so much since joining this site 5 days ago .... you inspire me. From now on I am going to save the plant label when I buy a new plant, and maybe take some time to do research and make labels for those plants I already have! Any ideas on what to use for labels that will hold up? I did try last spring to make labels for seeds I planted in flats .... I got popsicle like sticks from the craft store (couldn't think of anything better) and I used a permanent marker to write on each
one, but they didn't hold up. Some broke and some just fell out of the flats! So, as you can see, I do a lot of "Surprise" gardening .... since, as I said, my brain doesn't retain stuff for long. Since I didn't save the seed packets, I didn't even remember what all I sowed until it came up!

Like you, I love all the gardening magazines and catalogs! Like a little kid drooling over the old Sears Roebuck Catalogs at Christmas time! I really enjoy seeing the photo's in the magazines of folks and their gardens.

Yes, why give up something we enjoy so much?! And, I think it MUST be better than hanging out in the bars and casinos!

Thanks for your post .... keep on gardening!

Lin

I can't give my name because I'm too afraid someone in my family will read this and send me away. But, yes, I am a plantaholic like the rest of you. Ssssssshhhhh. When I visit someone, I find it very difficult to hold meaningful conversations until I have done a thorough scan of their yard and identified every plant that I can. Even then, if I don't know what something is, we still can't hold a conversation until I have asked. And even then, I must have a cutting. When I go to a grocery store, I look at the beds in parking lots for seed pods that have opened and fallen. I do the same thing at restaurants.

The first inkling of my problem was when I looked at my Quicken expenditure report and saw how much money I have spent trading plants. Ssshhh....my husband still doesn't know. Then things started to become obvious, like when I received my 5th variety of Stapelia and I couldn't control my elated emotions. When one of my stapelias began to show signs of old age I quickly went on an activist quest to "Save the Stapelia."

Oh, it just gets worse. I find myself talking "plant talk" with strangers in elevators, tellers at banks, clerks at grocery stores. I'm even meeting DG people at various locations in the Houston area to trade plants. I have every garden catalog out there.....I'm on the mailer for "Plant Delights", a sure sign of addiction. Why, I'm even familiar wth Felder Rushing. (All of this learned, of course, through other addicts). Is there no stop to this??? But, sssshhhhh. I don't want the padded wagon in my driveway.

Welcome to our.....ummmm....group, Plantladylin. It's good to know that we're 'not alone'.

LOL!
Kristi

Hello. My name is Anita and I'm a plantaholic, with a DG complication.

I wasn't always this way. As far as I can remember, it started with
5 red geraniums (uneven numbers always look better.) From there,
it proceeded to about a dozen J & P roses, then developed into
an affinity for hydrangeas, and erupted into a full blown addiction
to hostas. After that, no one could stop me and I was already 50 years
old when I was diagnosed as having tulip and jonquil mania.

For my 25th wedding anniversary, my husband wanted to buy me
a diamond ring, but I asked instead for 25 cubic yards of mushroom
compost. I guess I should feel ashamed, but I don't care !!!!!
OK - I will also admit to serving meatloaf instead of a nice roast
because there was this plant on the way to the grocery.......well,
we're supposed to be flexible, aren't we????

So here I am, haven't had a manicure in years - what's the point?
Haven't bought a new dress in ages - why bother when you spend your
life in flannel shirts, T-shirts, sweatshirts and some type of pants with
lots of pockets.
I've cut my hair short because it only falls in my eyes when I bend over,
and I haven't bought a new tube of lipstick since 1992.
I have scads of high heeled shoes in the closet that will probably one
day be converted into really cool planters.
Instead of buying art for the walls, I am now looking for weatherproof
plaques to hang on the fence.
I just bought a new portable radio, lightweight, battery operated.
I think you know why.

There's no point in going on with my failings. I'm sure you all have quite
a bit of insight in this area. And I suppose I should pitch the
shriveled plumbago seedlings that got fried in the heat this summer -
but maybe they might still come back if I just water them some more.
It could happen tomorrow.......it could......you never know........

My stash of gardening magazines goes back to the Bicentenniel,
and I have folders filled with pictures of all the wonderful projects
I'm going to start one day in the garden. Don't even get me
started on the garden art, or windchimes, or whirllygigs, or ......
it really doesn't matter what you put on the list, I have plans to make
it one day, someday, maybe soon.....if I can only find really simple
instructions.....

I'm not making any excuses and I'm not looking for sympathy either.
I just need to know that I'm not alone. Actually, I've thought about
this very carefully and I don't desire a cure, just an understanding
shoulder to cry on when something develops rust or dies off, or
gets trampled up or dug up by some varmit. That's all I ask.
Just a pat on the back and a simple, "we understand and it will
be OK."

I'm addicted. Please sign me up. Thank you, Plantladylin, and
a very warm welcome to you.

Gaaaaasssspppp! We are on the same road to insanity! Dear Mahnot, for my birthday last, I received 5 yards of garden soil and 5 yards of mulch. This! From my husband! And I expected no less. For Christmas, instead of the endearing ornaments from my child, I received a tree face, sticking his tongue out for goodness sakes! They are all good people. Trying to work with me through my addiction. They just don't realize how deep it is. Here I am, 1:28 in the morning, snuck out of bed to read more. And, moments before this.......I WAS OUT THERE! Yes! Wandering through the trees and peering at the flowers. Bugs? Yes, I saw them but will have to wait until the sun rises to determine if they were beneficial or not. That's a whole 'nother aspect of the addiction itself.....bugs. Why, my mother has a picture of me as a babe, sitting in a bed and eating them as if they were candy. I was only a babe but I can tell you now, I'm on the team to keep babies away from bugs and flower beds! We need those bugs! Perhaps I wouldn't be so interested if I, myself, were not the villain at that particular time in my life. But the truth is what the truth is and it would appear that I ate them. I'm not proud and I stand here today, confessing my weakness, even though I have no recollection of it at all...only a picture. I am sorry. I am sorry for the lady bugs who missed their mealy bug meal on that particular day.

One more round around the culdesac with dear old doggy and off to bed we go.

This is absolutely too wonderful!!! After I quit laughing, I gasped outloud, realizing that there but for the grace of God go I. Oops. Wrong. There go I.

I have 60+ gardening books, subscribe to way too many gardening magazines, have at least 15 gallon potted plants waiting to be planted (I gave up buying annuals by the flat for the above mentioned reason), and I've been busy dividing and repotting plants to share and sell - I now have about 250 pots!!! More 4" pots than gallon, size, but you get the picture.

For my birthday the month we moved into this house (four years ago last month)), my dh gave me a rototiller and I was ecstatic - acted like a crazy woman jumping all over him and screeching in joy. He said the people at the store where he bought it, along with the people he worked with, warned him it could be the end of his marriage and he got a tiny bit concerned. But you all understand that he couldn't have chosen better!!! My daughters always give me garden-related items for gifts (nice ones, I might add!), and if I'm given a gift certificate to a garden center, I am there as soon as it opens. It's downright scary. I don't even bother to associate with non-gardeners. What would we talk about?

I can even manage to be friends with people of opposing political views IF they are avid gardeners. Let's face it, the subject of politics would never come up.

I find seed pods in my pockets when I am doing the laundry and can't remember where I borrowed them from. I knock on the doors of strangers to ask what a plant is - or even compliment them on what they have done. I yearn to be a master gardener and have signed up to take the course in 2008.

Is there no stopping me?

Come to think of it, I don't plan to stop. It keeps me sane. So may I join anyway? I suspect not a single one of you will ever stop either!!!

Thanks for this wonderful site!!! I wrote an essay once on gardening . . . if I can find it, I'll post it . . . I think you'll all understand! The essay actually got me a job once (the boss was looking for writing skills, not gardening lore), but I was fired later for having a bad attitude - guess I was thinking too much about the gardens and not about the insurance stuff.

I found the essay, but it's longer than I remembered (gee, am I a little wordy?) - almost 900 words! So I won't post the whole thing, but maybe a paragraph or two or three?

paragraph one: "Garden catalogs are everywhere. Grass stains dot my formerly lovely blue carpet. The sink is full of dishes. And I look longingly out the window at the emerging spring garden full of sunny daffodils and pastel tulips. How can I possibly explain this passion which is such an inherent part of me, which begins deep within and consumes most every waking moment? I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and picture myself in my garden: my hat and gloves are back by the roses, my long hair is blowing in my face, my tools are scattered here and there, and my thoughts are lost in time as I create, re-work, or just dream. With this picture in my mind, I sigh contentedly and easily feel what is in my heart, as this is what gardening is for me - a hobby of my heart."

paragraph five: "On a lighter note, gardening gives me the opportunity to sling mud and get my fingernails dirty. It provides a chance for my cats to roll in the freshly dug soil and look at me with adoration for giving them such an incredible gift. I make perfectly acceptable messes - yanking out weeds and tossing them into unsightly piles, leaving mounds of compost here and there, and dirt on my face and my clothes. It’s a time when I sit quietly, holding my breath in expectation, while an Anna Hummingbird hovers on a Swingtime Fuchsia blossom two feet above my head. It’s a time when I watch the industrious spider spin her unbelievable web, a miracle of engineering, strength and beauty."

last paragraph: "Perhaps best of all is the serenity I find at dusk as I take my final stroll through the yard. The silence is a gift - the evening breezes move the grasses and the trees while the soft sound of the birds saying good night to each other puts a lump in my throat. I’m in my garden. Life is good."

Thanks for letting me share (as if you had a choice). Isn't the love of gardening a divine gift???!!!

The love of gardening IS a divine gift and for the ails of everday living ~ divine intervention! :0)

Thanks Y'all, for sharing!

Gardening is a gift ... the best kind. Peace, Tranquility, Sounds of Nature. The gift of seeing things grow before your eyes. I have said for many years that gardening is my therapy. I lose all track of time in a garden. Hard work sometimes, yes .... but oh so rewarding! More people should try it, don't you think?

I have a little resin plack on a table out back on my deck. It's in the form of an open book, with a little birds nest with eggs on the left hand page , and on the right hand page are the words: "Gardening is a way of showing that you believe in tomorrow"! So true, don't you think? We put a seed, seedling, or plant in the ground and can't wait til tomorrow to see what develops!

I will post a photo of the plaque later, promise .... my hubby is off to Lowe's and asked me if I wanted to go .... I love their gardening center!

Happy Gardening Everyone!

Lin

Ummmm, ahem, My name is Sharon and I’m and Dave/Plantaholic. This is something that myself, my DH and children have had to come to terms with.

I didn’t realize I had a problem until I bought one little Kalanchoe. Then I found myself in the gardening section of Home Depot looking at plants. Then I remembered it’s all my Dad’s fault! He started it with his plants and orchids when I was a kid. Plants and orchids everywhere…he couldn’t stop, just like I can’t.

Now my DH is an enabler. He brings plants home from abandoned properties in need of rescuing - they go straight to the triage section. He brings them home from his customer’s houses when they don’t want their plants anymore. I have a trash can full of water and canna lilies waiting to be planted…Now I have herbs, flowers, shrubs, orchids, succulents and palms. The list just goes on and on. I can’t quit!!!!!

I find myself taking more pictures of my plants, local fauna and critters (to post on DG) than my family.

My DH complained that I worry more about “those plants” than him. I told him he could take care of himself, my plants, my babies, they NEED me.
If I don’t get to play in the dirt at least once a day I feel sad. It’s my therapy. My motto has become “Why pay for therapy when it’s in my yard”!

My friends, they don’t understand. They think I’m just a silly woman with no life. People laugh at me when I talk to plants and I, too, knock on stranger’s doors asking about their plants.

My DH, the enabler, calls me the Crazy Plant Lady.

So yes, I proudly proclaim that I am a Dave/Plantaholic!! And it’s good to know that I am not the only one!

Welcome Sharon:

You have friends here, who understand completely! Many friends! Hey, and you are just north of me here in Florida!

Yes, there are some folks who think we have no life, but this is the best life to me! I don't have nearly as many plants as most of these DG'ers, but still enjoy what I have! I love to rescue plants too, unfortunately I don't find too many of those. A couple of months ago, I went with a friend down to Rockledge where they bought a townhouse on the river for a vacation getaway, we walked out her back screen room to look at the Heron's on the lake right outside, and I noticed a plastic bag with trash lying by their air conditioner unit, and under the bag were 3 or 4 half dead orchids. I asked her if I could have them and she readily agreed, (she is not a plantaholic like me). So, I brought them home and trimmed them up a bit and repotted them. Alas, one did not make it .... but the others are coming along! If I could tear myself away from this website long enough, I might just go feed them today! I think if I were to give them a little TLC and "food" they might just thrive and bloom again! I have a big problem with not fertilizing...have the right food and stuff, just lazy. Better get busy and be a better "plant mama"! After all, I never forget to feed my DH, or my critters (at the time just 4 cats). LOL Our pets are "family", so why not our plants!

My DH isn't an enabler at all .... he doesn't ever pay attention to plants, but he does let me know when he is going to our local Home Depot or Lowes and asks me if I want to tag along, knowing that he will always find me in the garden center when he gets done with his shopping. Matter of fact, we just returned from Lowe's .... I got a huge bag of potting soil which DH has to lift for me. So, now I must get busy and go tear into that big bag and get some re-potting done!

Welcome and Happy Gardening!

Lin

Oh, I forgot .... here's a photo of the little statuette/placque thingy I told about in an earlier post!

Murmur - I had no idea you have 250 pots. 250 !!!!

Just watering them must take several hours. And here I thought
I was bad because I have about 40 pots. Oh, dear. I see the
future and it may be that I will never be able to leave the garden!
Oh, wait - that's a good thing !!!!!!!!!

Lin, that's the most adorable plaque ever - any idea where it came from? I'd buy one in a heartbeat!

And thanks for starting this thread . . . I tried very hard not to go to it, but kept hearing such wonderful reports that I couldn't help myself. Just another aspect of the addiction, I guess!!!

Plantladylin - That is so lovely and sweet.

It reminds me of one of my favorite little verses:

"Adam was a gardener
And God, who made him, sees
That half a proper gardener's time
Is spent upon his knees."

Wish I could find a plaque that says this.

Mahnot, most of those pots are for my plant sale next summer so hopefully Mother Nature will do most of the watering!!! I probably have about as many as you, maybe a little less, that are permanent!! I just dug up another Heuchera (this one Frosted Violet) and got 16 little plants out of it! Those things are amazing - almost all of them are dividable after a year or even less.

Lin! LOL - I just finished watering my orchids!! Great "plant" minds think alike!! Love the little placque - where did you get it? I always tag along with my hubby to HD or Lowes. I just stay in the gardening area while he does his thing (tools). We have 5 cats and a dog and a thousand plants!

Mahnot, that is indeed lovely - I can't imagine that it's NOT on a plaque somewhere!!

Okay I'm back outside (well, after I check another thread that I've hooked on!).

Murmur, are you goofing off too right now?

Yup. I am indeed goofing off!!! Came in to get another cup of coffee and ended up at the computer!! How silly when it's a gorgeous day!!!

NOW I am REALLY going back outside (I'm not yelling, just emphasizing!).

I am not coming back here. I am not. well, maybe just a peek now and then. But not every day. I don't have enough time. Oh, wait, winter's coming. But, for sure, in spring I'm not going to be here every day. I'm already involved with some crazy ladies on another thread or two not mentioning any names Mahnot Murmur Defoecat knolan or anything. I know. I was warned. But I'm not coming back here a lot. Really. I'm not. Not even watching.

I am truly one of the unfortunate ones...because I have only been a Dave/plantaholic since the end of May. I am however trying my best to catch up with the rest. I started out small ( as it always does with the denial of having a problem...lol) with potted plants. My addiction has now mushroomed to seed collecting and have wonderful plans over the winter to get the outside ready for spring planting. Sigh...I can't help myself!

I've discovered my cult!! I belong to it too!!

DIL had been bugging me to do scrapbooking with her. So I went to a 'cropping' with her (sounded like gardening to me!) Patiently listened to the sales gal tell me to preserve things for the future (sounds like canning) Well, two hundred dollars later I was all set up with an album, a zillion cutters, and enough paper to start a store. I have a partial album completed on my GARDENS!! LOL I have 'journaled' like they told me to and enjoy watching people look at my album. They are all doing cutsie wootsie family stuff - mine is down and dirty and I love it!!

I started small. Just a couple of houseplants. My addiction progressed and I found myself making borders in the backyard, and laying silly pipe to water the plants in them. Then I moved further south, where I could garden year round. I couldn't help myself. I started buying gardening books for the area, so that I could have plants in bloom all the time. I graduated to more potent stuff and took Master Gardener classes so I could learn more, and have less failures. Ha! I only learned that if one didn't kill lots of plants, one wasn't a real gardener, pushing the envelope in quest of plants that not many others grew - the uncommon plant, the plant new to the trade. I searched out those plants, asking strangers questions, researching the possibilities, and in my research stumbled across Dave's Garden and progressed to the hard stuff! Some days I don't see daylight. Some days I am stuck on the computer, searching forums, looking for a soul that has a plant problem, or a question that I can help with, asking my own questions in search of even greater heights of gardendom, and spending way too much time on another thread where I have developed wonderful friendships, and even met and broke bread with some. I am so entangled in this web that Dave has woven that sleep has become a luxury that can happen only after activity stops in his garden. I am a hard core Davaholic!!! There! I've said it and I feel so much better. BTW, I bought a bunch of new plants at a Master Gardener sale today, and I was wondering if anybody out there had any experience with them? Hmmm......

Ceejay, whadja get? Huh? Huh?

Ceejay and Murmur, I'll meet ya later on the porch and tell ya what I got today. :))))

ooooooooh - Biv, will we be jealous? Will our compulsions cause us to run right out and get one (some?), too??!!

Yeah, just rub it in!.. I went on the Farm Tours today with my pumpkins and DH, saw lots of beautiful perennials for sale. I promised myself I just want to look, I won't imbibe today! Wandered over innocently, as the pumpkins wanted to go on the hayride. My pumpkins called out to me," Mom lets go! They're ready to go!!" Can you believe that I debated the possibility of letting them ride off into the wild blue yonder without me! It was just a farm... how could they get lost?....with all the people there, what could happen?.. It was that thought that snapped me back to reality. I almost lost it, I bare knuckled it all the way on the tractor hayride. When we returned 20 minutes later, ( yes, I'm ashamed that I convinced the pumpkins that we didn't need a pumpkin from the pumpkin patch so we stayed on the tractor hayride) ..But what could I do ...the perennials were calling me, they screamed for me to return, I broke out into a hot sweat as I neared the greenhouse...it was time for our picnic. I bit my lip tightly.. it is good for the human pumpkins to experience slight pangs of hunger I said...better to appreciate their lunch later. I nearly broke out in a fevered run...Drats!! ..DH caught me! No perennials for now, "but tomorrow is another DAY!"

Oh dear me. This sounds serious.

For one thing, I never knew that Ceejay was so thoroughly addicted.
I thought she only went out to the garden to study bugs. Dear, oh dear.

And you, garden 6, yours is really a disturbing tale. I suspect you are
suffering from a severe case of Gardenus Impeticus - the irresistable
urge to buy plants at any and every occasion. Oh my. And your
children are still little too. So very sad.

Mahnot: That verse about Adam the Gardener is so very nice. Is it copywrited, or do you know? I have never heard that before, but would love to use it for something I was thinking of making.

"May All Your Weeds Be Wildflowers"


Lin

Yes you right... there's no cure for Gardenus Impeticus! My pumpkins are better off that I'm afflicted, it really benefits them in the long run. It truly makes me a better mom and DW as well! After all they did enjoy a fresh mesclun salad tonite with dinner. BTW, our front porch is already decorated with a big pumpkin and fall leaves. Later, I was able to restrained myself as they painted little pumpkins to bring home. I had to redeem myself! ;0)

Garden 6 - Spoken like a true addict !

Plantladylin - It's a verse that has stuck in my mind for years.
I think it's by Rudyard Kipling. Will check and let you know.

OK - I looked. It is Kipling, and it has a second verse, which I had
totally forgotten.

"So when your work is finished,
You can wash your hands and pray
For the glory of the Garden,
That it may not pass away."

That's what we actually do - pray for rain too.
Thanks for reminding me.