So the other day I got my Best. Present. Ever.
I can't tell you how excited I am about it. I've been making a list of all the cool bits and pieces I'm going to be able to get.
Junk to build a chicken coop, a stack of plants for the yard, and plants to become bonsai, garden gnomes, paint to paint some of the rooms, tools, mulch and so much other good stuff it hurts, to be honest.
Huldra Forsvant (Theodor Kittelsen)
Huldra Forsvant (Theodor Kittelsen)
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Please tell me "garden gnomes" is just in there for dramatic effect ...
Oh, I dearly wish that I could, Ali.
I'm not sure I am understanding. Are you buying garden gnomes under duress? :)
Just as well you are living down in the Shire ... ;).
No duress. I like garden gnomes!
Ah, I see, so you like garden gnomes, but wish you perhaps didn't? Well, then. (I thought you were going to tell me they were for the kids, or pretend they were anyway ;) ...) Benny, I am concerned. There's garden gnomes and there's garden gnomes I guess ...
No, I have no shame connected. I like them. They bring me happiness.
Look at this guy and tell me he doesn't make you happy.
http://www.thisislondon.co.uk/standard/article-23693842-chelsea-flower-show-cracks-down-on-garden-gnomes.do
but when he comes to life in the middle of the night, the smile removed from his face, replaced by an evil grin, he will show his true self as he quietly cuts through the screen on the window of the laundry, making his way inside for probably the one and only time...
Where will the happiness be then brethra???
No offence cobber, but I'm thinking you need to get out a bit more..
Ya think?!?!?!
We love to garden! I know how much pleasure you'll get with your presents....enjoy!
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