I am learning, in leaps and bounds, about gardening!
A couple of days ago, I bought some potting mix and put it into three ceramic pots I’d given Anthony for a Christmas present years ago.
Gardening people don’t see the point of empty pots, no matter how pretty; they tend to plant things in them.
So I planted the gifts given to me by the gardening group last Saturday – the strawberries in one pot, the spring onions in another, and the mint in the third pot. This proved to be a bit of a challenge because, even as a child, I hated having dirty hands. Nevertheless, I threw my cowardly hands into the dirt and found the experience strangely exhilarating.
Gardening people quite like being grubby.
Then, yesterday, for the first time in my life, I bought a hose and, in doing so, experienced a frisson of delight. Today I may embark on the adventure of attaching it to a tap.
Gardening people need to know where all the taps are.
Becoming a gardening person is not without its challenges though. For example, I didn’t know I had some narcissus pseudonarcissus growing until one of the gardening group told me so. I thought they were just daffodils.
Gardening people are linguistically superior to non-gardening people.
I am also learning that, when a gardening person places into your hands what you think are two anaemic cow turds, you must not recoil but simply say thank you. Once you have said thank you, the gardening person will tell you that the anaemic cow turd things are actually dahlia bulbs.
Gardening people are always polite.
jmgoyder 
hilarious, gives me a break from my annoyance with the phone company hassles.
Ah, phone company hassles were nearly the death of me until I just gave up on the landline!
And while gardening people may not always appreciate the humor of those of us learning to love to dig into the earth. I sure do appreciate your sense of earthy humor!
The fact that the stuff I planted is still alive is a small miracle Louise!
I’m quite hysterical reading your gardening posts. What a hoot you are!
I wonder why this says anonymous.
I guess now that you’re a gardening person, you’ll never have your reputation “soiled.” This “budding” interest might make you “blooming” crazy – but the root of it all lies in seeing your growth!
You really should write a pun book Judy!
so funny!
You write so well, I laughed out loud at your definitions of gardening people. I too, hate getting my hands dirty like you but have never felt the gardening urge, well done you.
It’s quite exciting – a whole new world!
This is delightful.
(Although I have not yet become a gardening person).
If I can do it anyone can!
Brilliant post. You are learning fast!
Can’t wait to be eating my own veggies!
Hilarious (did someone already say that?) 😀
I love your sense of humour.
I told you Gardeners were kind sensitive souls and I’m sure you’ll learn heaps in their club. They’re probably good cooks too!
They seem to be multi-talented!
LOL
LOL…oh how I long to grow things. In my head….they usually end up dead after about a month. I’m much better with things that breath.
Ha! I’m glad they were bulbs. I’m happiest when my hands are dirty.
I’m getting used to it now!
So funny… especially the last paragraph… Diane
Oh, Julie, I laughed so hard while reading this. You are so funny!
I smiled a lot reading this post. So glad you are enjoying learning about gardening. Having your own fresh veggies and herbs are always better than the store and the pride you take in the fact you are tasting what you grew is enormous!!!
Some hose, some pots, dirty hands and turd like objects, you may have died and gone to heaven.
Well, not quite!
This really is funny. Honest to goodness, some gardeners I know look at non-gardeners as though their chromosomes have been genetically altered. I say hurrah for you — have fun with your pots and plants!
I even went to a nursery yesterday and looked at trees!
oh to be a gardening person! i have no idea where the hose is or the thingy you hook it up to:) so glad you are enjoying yourself!
You have the most fabulous way of putting things! Reading this post has me grinning. You have the beginnings of a gardening book here.