Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Mother gardens, man.

Today, I'll be sharing an adventure. YEEHAW.

So, two days ago, I woke up at eleven in the morning to find my mom in her garden as usual. As soon as I step outside she immediately spots a camera in my hand. No, her first thought wasn't to say good morning to me. All I get is a, "TAKE A PICTURE OF ME WITH MY GARDEN." After I got her veggie shots out of the way I force her to take a couple of pics of me for the heck of it. It's a good time. I swear.

Pics of my fly garden mom... and a frog I found by my front window.
...and me and my sun shiny self because I like gardens like that.
The moral of the story here is that you should love your kid even if your garden gets food on the table faster than your kid does. I never thought I'd ever have to compete with tomatoes yet I think the tomatoes knew all along.

Note: Vegetables won't give you a warning because they like what they do.

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