The point is, I was rather looking forward to it! I was gonna garden naked! But today has dawned with 56 degrees and a chill breeze, with a severe thunderstorm warning, downpours, possible hail, etc, looming overhead. Since I love being cold about as much as I enjoy bowling with frozen turkeys, I had to revise my plans somewhat.
|Rose in need of deadheading|
THEN I shall leap back into the hot tub, where I will get toasty warm again. This, I think, is a good plan, so let's execute it, shall we?
Ooh! A bit chilly, but not bad. Let's deadhead the roses! Quick! Una, are you gonna help me?
No? Didn't think so.
Ooh! Gotta hurry! Getting cold!
... Okay! DONE!
And then, HOP BACK IN THE HOT TUB! YAY! SUCCESS!
So, what did we learn this Naked Gardening Day? First, always check the weather. They should hold this in, oh, August. Maybe July.
Also, cats do not care about gardening, whether it be clothed or unclothed. They also don't care about rose bushes or dead flowers, or, well, much of anything really unless it involves food, bugs, food, birds, food, clean laundry, food, and their food.
The biggest lesson I learned, too late of course, is that when naked gardening, if you intend to, oh, say trim the rose bush? Make an exception for gloves!
Overall, I call it a successful Naked Gardening day. Now, I'm going to rush out (fully clothed!) and cover my delicate plants before it actually storms, and do the other gardening chores that fall into the clothed category.