Flinging dirt

In betwixt tornado and flash flood warnings, the clouds parted, the sun shone through, and I played in the dirt.  Mainly, I planted a few flowers here and there.  In doing so I realized I garden, much like I cook–in blatant disarray…

Thankfully flowers tend to be forgiving.  

I didn’t get all my flowers planted mind you.  I ran out of potting soil; couldn’t possibly be that I managed to fling soil every which way, but in the pot…

5 Responses to “Flinging dirt”

  1. Eileen says:

    Oh, this are so pretty! I want to plant some flowers now! {I will mostly likely run out of soil, too!}

  2. Eileen says:

    ..did I really just type "this are" … :)

    • Amy says:

      HA! Good times … and thanks for making me feel better. Only usually I have to tack on something like, “why yes, I am an English major, thanks for asking… ” But seriously. That’s what editors are for. :)

      • Eileen says:

        Oopsy, switch a couple of letters without proofing and …yeah, that one couldn't pass for, "Really, I know I'm breaking all the rules! I did it on purpose!" LOL! :)

  3. Relyn says:

    There is nothing like flowers to sooth what ails you, is there?

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