A man takes an old, run-down, abandoned allotment with plans to turn it into a thriving enterprise. The beds were grown over with weeds, the shed was falling apart, and the greenhouse was a frame with broken glass. During his first day of work, the town preacher stops by to bless the man's work, saying, "May you and God work together to make this the allotment of your dreams!" A few months later, the preacher stops by again to call on the man. Lo and behold, it's a completely different place. The shed is completely rebuilt and in excellent condition, there are plenty of vegetables growing in neat rows and the greenhouse has been re-glazed. "Amazing!" the preacher says. "Look what God and you have accomplished together!" "Yes, reverend," says the farmer, "but remember what the place was like when God was working it alone!"
My wife's a water sign. I'm an earth sign. Together we make mud.
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A guy walked up to our garden gate and took it,thought it best not to say anything in case he took a fence.
Verdun...took the words out my mouth!!!
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Very funny Verdun, don't even go there
wait till SUMMER arrives and my tan is better than yours, then we'll talk!
Two caterpillars on a leaf watched a butterfly pass overhead. One of them said with a shudder,
'You'll never get me up in one of those!'
A man takes an old, run-down, abandoned allotment with plans to turn it into a thriving enterprise. The beds were grown over with weeds, the shed was falling apart, and the greenhouse was a frame with broken glass. During his first day of work, the town preacher stops by to bless the man's work, saying, "May you and God work together to make this the allotment of your dreams!" A few months later, the preacher stops by again to call on the man. Lo and behold, it's a completely different place. The shed is completely rebuilt and in excellent condition, there are plenty of vegetables growing in neat rows and the greenhouse has been re-glazed. "Amazing!" the preacher says. "Look what God and you have accomplished together!" "Yes, reverend," says the farmer, "but remember what the place was like when God was working it alone!"
My wife's a water sign. I'm an earth sign.
Together we make mud.
Somebody keeps putting soil on my allotment each night. It's a complete mystery. The plot thickens.....
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.