Nov. 30th, 2013

deird1: Spike looking at Harmony, with text "you were meant for me; perhaps as punishment (Spike Harmony punishment)
I am more and more convinced that, long ago, a frustrated gardener got SO sick of dealing with this weed that persisted in taking over his veggie garden no matter what he did, that one day he heaved an exasperated sigh, threw his shovel on the ground, and said, "Right. From now on, it's not a weed. It's a food. Hear that, lads? If any of the toffs ask, we meant to grow it, we want to grow it, and it's so delicious that we're going to use this entire area just to grow it. We'll move the rest of the veg somewhere else. Got that?"

And the name of this plant was... mint.

I have been determinedly eradicating the mint from my garden for a few weeks now. I pulled out every bit of it I could find, but every few days these tiny shoots of mint peep their little heads out of the soil – and when I pull them out, they come attached to ENORMOUS FRELLING ROOTS that span half the garden bed. Today I pulled out a root as long as my arm.

It's an evil plant of spreading doom, I tell you!
deird1: Spike mock-threatening Joyce, with text "GRR." (Spike grrr)
Title: Passive
Rating: PG
Word Count: 350

Summary: Some rules, there's a way around.

one night )


deird1: Fred looking pretty and thoughful (Default)

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