
Pick The Flowers, Play In Mud
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Garden Poem of the Day
And Now It's Spring
By Lhtheaker
The grass is green across the hill,
But yellow blooms the daffodil.
It's sunshine on a little stalk,
A friendly flower, I bet they talk
Of little kids, too long inside
They burst outdoors to play and hide.
Tracking mud and bringing bugs.
Look, there's footprints on the rug!
Tiny whirlwinds, these little tykes,
They skin their knees while riding bikes.
They rip and roar, they're running wild!
What fun it is to be a child.
It grows warmer every day.
Shoo the children out to play!
Pick the flowers, play in mud.
Too much rain, here comes a flood!
My snowy, winter days are gone.
I mourn them, but I hear a song
Of birds in trees; wind chimes ring.
I guess it might as well be spring!
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Gardener's Quote of the Day
"What is a weed? A weed is a plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered."
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Gardening Question of the Day
If you could only grow one type of garden, would you plant a:
(1) flower garden
(2) herb garden
(3) vegetable garden
(4) fruit garden
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