I just "had" to go to the local Ace to pick up another jug of fish sauce for the tomatoes. When I came out I saw the first warning sign:
SALE!
Crap, it happens every friggin' year. I cannot resist. I thinks to meself, I'll just take a quick walk thru. Crap again, apple trees were reduced and several of them looked really fine. I have been pestering my sweetie for several years about planting a couple apples and haven't had any luck. I took the bull by the horns, and bought a Honeycrisp and a Royal Gala. I figgered to sneak 'em in and get them planted before she caught me. Maybe she wouldn't notice the side yard had sprouted a couple new trees.
Yeah, well she was looking out the kitchen window when I rolled in.
Busted.
Making deals after the transgression costs one dearly. (Hee hee... I got the trees though!)
"The trouble with gardening is that it does not remain an avocation. It becomes an obsession." -- Phyllis McGinley
Tread Carefully, you have been warned Charlie