doodle by andre: lost anything in the yard lately?
YESTERDAY, IT WAS MY READING GLASSES; the week before, a favorite trowel. What is it with the garden that it has to be so hungry, so greedy–swallowing up all my belongings one at a time? Lost anything in your garden lately? (Thanks, Andre Jordan, for this vintage doodle.)
jamie and shawn says
somehow my grandfather’s hammer disappeared into the garden. We had a friend’s daughter come by with her metal detector and do a full sweep of the yard to no avail. The handle of the hammer was almost exactly the same color as the wood chips carpeting large swaths of the yard and to this day the hammer has not resurfaced…we still live in hope.
Kathy says
Did you hear about the woman who lost her engagement ring and years later it turned up attached to a carrot?
margaret says
Hi, Kathy. That’s hilarious. Was it proposing to her? :)
Hi, Jamie and Shawn. I have lost hammers outside but so far have always found them. Fingers crossed for your grandfather’s!
Kathy says
My patience!!! My patience when I have to stop gardening and go in because:
– sun went down
– have to make dinner
– someone thinks it’s more important to have clean clothes then a weed free patch
– etc.. etc.. etc..
In two years I will retire and garden until I want to quit.
Susan says
Lost my glasses, searched everywhere. Found them three years later in the raspberry patch.
margaret says
Hi, Susan. Was the prescription still good? :)
Ann says
Oooh, Kathy – you just made retirement look that much better! I lol’d at your comment! Sounds like my life around here! Clean? Cook? WHAT?
Barbara The Healthy Nut says
This conversation has been wonderfully entertaining. Thanks for bringing it up Margaret. I guess we can all relate to it in one way or another but I’ve been thinking………..maybe it isn’t us after all. Maybe it’s the garden fairies! Just sayin…
Rhonda Lawrence says
Yes, two stories….(well, three)
One year I planted a new “Sunsprite” rose at my S. California home. I could not find my glasses! Unfortunately, the next year the rose died. I dug it out of the ground, and lo and behold, there were my glasses attached to the root!
I had a pair of Fiskar flower clippers. Lost them at my N. California home (we had moved), and the next spring I found them under water in a plastic bin I had left on my potting bench over the winter. They were miraculously in good shape!
My husband, however, never did find his wedding ring he lost in our Owosso, Michigan garden!
margaret says
Hi, Rhonda. You are quite the clever misplacer of things in the garden — excellent jobs on all counts in hiding them from yourself! Love these stories (except your husband’s rin, so sorry). See you soon.