March 17 is approaching and if
I’m here I will be there and I’m ready to be there. I don’t know how many I’ll
get in the ground after I get home from work, but I’m going to give it a start
and see how far I can go.
We plant potatoes on Saint
Patrick’s Day and I can’t wait, but I guess I’ll have to wait, but I don’t want
to wait, but I will. Maybe I’ll put batteries in our old boom box and take it
to the garden and play bagpipe music while I plant.
Time to order seeds. Time to
prepare garden beds. Soon time to plant cold weather crops. Time to get dirt
beneath fingernails.
We are oh so ready to plant
potatoes. Maybe I’ll have a Guinness to toast St. Patrick!
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