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I was awful this year about getting any flowers started, except my sweet peas, I don’t do without them but even so I didn’t get as many transferred to the garden as I actually started. (I know, I feel like a Sweetie murderer). So now that my garden is bare of flowers, I’m scrounging them up from everywhere, I might actually get some time to enjoy my garden areas so I could want them to look sorta nice, well that, and the coupula parties we’ve got planned.
Any who, one of the places I scrounged for flowers was at my daughter’s. And sure ’nuff she had some extra marigolds that she started. It has taken me many years, but I am beginning to get back to my early childhood love for marigolds. – Long story, I’ll tell ya later. (do you ever keep track of how many times I say that and never come through Dear Reader? I’m starting to wonder if I fib or if I just really think I have a lot of time to tell stories.)
Okay, on with the quirky.
So I bring home the extra marigolds (don’t comment on the root boundness please, or Steph won’t give me any more of her cast offs. At least the plants she didn’t get to, she actually kept alive…). And now I’m home and I start tossing them around in the Lawn Garden to fill in naked spots.
But two won’t toss, well at least they won’t toss separately.
Now you can see what’s going on eh? The stem must have gotten bent over, touched his neighbor’s soil, took root and then made a new marigold. Bizarre eh, that it could happen so fast especially. Now that I’m lookin’ close like to the stem of the marigold I can see the bumps on it like a tomato plants have, those little bumps can turn into roots, they have a special name, lemme think… ah it escapes me at the moment and I know it is like a really obvious name…
Oh well. Those roots can anchor a plant better or they can actually turn into more roots if dirt piles up, or if the transplanter person buries them deeper than how they came. I like doing that with tomatoes, I think it makes the plant stronger. But then, I could just be crazy.
Speaking of crazy, Dirt saw it and thought two plants fused together, I think he has wedding on the brain. He said something like, “they are one stem now, what God has fused together, let no gardener separate,” in a rather commontatery sorta way.
Oh well. I didn’t catch that passage pertaining to plants so I separated them.
Now I have three where I only had two, rather trinitarian you might say. That makes me feel better, for separating them, now they can represent something else besides a married couple.
Besides, they didn’t “fuse together”, one guy went to a neighboring pot and cloned himself, not exactly biblical marriage stuff if you ask me and neither is cutting them apart, little harder to do that in a marriage, it leaves major lasting damage to both parties and these fellas are doin’ just fine.
Yes, Dear Reader, you’re right, I have been out in the sun too long.
Oh, by the way, for the Header Challenge, if you look over at my side board you will see that I lost again. Yep, that’s right, they let me in their game after I beg them, but haven’t let me win yet, not even on my birthday week, now that is insensitive I tell ya. You don’t suppose it’s cuz they don’t quite get me is it? You get me though Dear Reader, don’t you? Somebody pet me!