Rose is Rose by Don Wimmer and Pat Brady for April 06, 2020

Cue the rabbits…

I would like to see how they celebrate when it’s time to harvest.

Yeesh. Suburban fertility rites.

How these two love birds only have one child demands a lot of proper dedication.

Time to plant more seeds.

Celebrate good times, come on! (Let’s celebrate)

Celebrate good times, come on! (Let’s celebrate)

I’m about ready for the next phase of my indoor gardening. I planted a bunch of seeds (mainly various chilis) on Januray 27, and they sprouted within 2 weeks, but still only have their seed leaves. And, if the weather gets warmer, like the forast says, I’ll be growing potatos on my balcony.

Ah, SPRING. A young man’s fancy turns to love and weeding.

Get a room….STAT…….

Another up side to gardening.

I’m not regular enough here to know if this full-blooded love leads to children.

The Rose family sure knows how to celebrate life! Nothing is more soothing to the soul than watching sprouting of seeds sown by you.

Every time I plant something a 3 day Windstorm comes along and doesn’t quit until every sprout has been whipped leafless.

Pagans would have sex in their fields to infuse it with the some of their life force.