can i just tell you how fun it was to come home to a master gardener working on my flowerbeds... my poor, pitiful flowerbeds. even calling them flowerbeds is was a stretch. but not anymore! they're coming to life! there was not only work but education going on! the master gardener (m.g.) was teaching my children about planting, proper watering, discussions about spiders, and details about earthworms (or night crawlers... or whatever they are. you'd have to ask the m.g. what they are. all i know is that they're huge. i know they poop dirt. i know they come apart as a defense mechanism... or when you accidentally cut them in half with the shovel. and most importantly, i know they're great fishin' worms. but they're still worms... ewww.) anyway, back to the little gardeners. they picked the flowers, picked the spot they're in, and planted them there. i know they're proud of the great job they did. how do i know? well, they're ready to plant more. they really did a great job... and how awesome is it that the master gardener is their grandma! it makes the time sweeter and the flowers prettier.
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Best $20 I've spent in a long time. Solid gold.
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