Picking Up Hitchikers...

In Florida, if you turn your back for about, oh, three hours, nature will take over. As I'm not a gardener (as I've told you before), I'm the last one to volunteer for yard work. Actually, Handsome likes working in the yard. From time to time, I do help (I like pruning wild bushes and trees), but when it gets really hot, he's pretty much on his own out there. (You can find me in the studio.) Besides, he likes getting up early and I prefer to start my days later in the day. He gets the benefit of the slightly cooler weather that way.

This morning Handsome decided that the side yard needed weeding. He pulled all the unwanted growth out of the beds next to the house that are home to our hawthorne bushes. Those bushes have the sweetest-smelling, little, white flowers in the spring. When they're in bloom, not only does the yard smell heavenly, but if you open the windows in the evening, their gentle fragrance wafts into the house, too.

So anyway, today he headed out and started pulling weeds. When he was finished, the yard looked fab-u-lous, but Handsome had picked up a plethora of hitchikers. Someone's gonna pay with at least an hour of picking those darn things off his clothes! (Can you see how they're so thick that his shirt tails are even stuck to his shirt?) I don't know...It just doesn't seem fair to follow up hours of yard work with hours of "picking".

It was his suggestion that I grab the camera and make him and the hitchikers the subject of my post today. My cute gardener and his unwanted pests. You gotta love this guy...I sure do!

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