July 30, 2010

When I retire….

this is what I’m gonna do….grow a collection of weird auriculas from Annie’s, putter around because I can’t find the potting soil, lock myself out of the house and crawl back in through the doggy door. Lots of this is already happening, but I won’t say which parts.

What about you?

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Sharon Cohoon says:

What lovely spooky flowers!

Posted on July 30, 2010 at 9:03 am.

Loves Cats says:

Heck, I’ve been retired for20+ years now, and I do believe I’ll add these to my list of must haves to plant this fall!

Posted on July 30, 2010 at 4:42 pm.

Denise says:

And you fit through the doggy door?!

Posted on July 31, 2010 at 8:19 am.

Ron says:

I’ve got to get a bigger dog!

Posted on July 31, 2010 at 1:05 pm.

Loves Cats says:

“S’cuse me, but what do big dogs and their doors have to do with my being retired and auriculas?! I seem to have missed something here.

Posted on August 1, 2010 at 8:00 pm.

Loves Cats says:

Sorry, I took life too seriously. Another symptom of retirement, I guess. If Cindy can get through the doggy door, guess I better give that a try. I do know where the potting soil is, however! Just can’t find the fertilizer! Besides, we have a cat, no doggy door. Too many skunks and racoons to entertain that idea!

Posted on August 1, 2010 at 8:06 pm.

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