"Gardening" or "an old man's excuse to play in the dirt!"

I have read and listened to numerous accounts of my grandsons playing in the dirt, mud, and water. Sometimes all three at once. Papa Coyote is thinking these boys are having way too much fun. How can I have fun, too. Ahhh, it is very socially acceptable for old men, women too, (but Papa Coyote's wife is not into having fun in the dirt) to garden or have fun playing in the dirt.

Hooray, the Territorial Seeds order arrived in a timely fashion. The garden is now half planted. Many strips of weed barrier have been laid between rows. Papa Coyote is thinking of trading hours of weeding and cultivating for hours of fishing this summer. Gramma is dragging me off to Boise today (Saturday)["I have about 3 and one-half hours (translated to I have about six hours) of stuff to do in Boise. Do you want to call Dave and offer to help him with his yard work or take a book along to read while I shop"], but I am holding out hope that I can complete the planting of the garden on Sunday and can start watering it so that the seeds will finally germinate. With our predicted 80 degree temperatures for the weekend, the garden could be off to a good start if everything was planted and watered.