We got over to the gardens about 6:30, shovel and pitchfork in hand. We donned our darling flowered work gloves and began to till the soil. I don't know what the previous gardner was growing, but I can only assume it was a crop of ROCKS! Jeeeezus! We dug, cussed, sweated, almost had strokes, stooped, pulled weeds, and threw boulders like Braveheart. When it was beginning to get dark, a lovely couple and their dog came by. Dan and Jan. They are my new best friends, because Dan volunteered to Roto-til my garden plot for FREE! He said it would take him 15 minutes (that's great, because after almost 2 hours, we hadn't really done a whole lot). We were very grateful.

Speaking of men - whilst tilling and sweating, I did manage to say hello to a couple of cute ones! Maybe I will get a farmer out of this little venture. Fresh produce and some good lovin'! Yeah Baby!

SLAY ON BUFFY!!

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