Thursday, November 17, 2011

Playing Santa in the Garden

I'm at the Green Phone Booth today, putting the garden to bed - "Night Before Christmas" Style.


T'was the season before winter, and on the homestead
Jack-o-lanterns were rotting, the zucchini was dead.
The sheet mulch was tucked round the pear tree with care,
In hopes that next year's pumpkin patch would be there.

The hens all nestled all snug in their coop,
Dreaming of laying eggs and not becoming chicken soup.
And I in my boots and dirt covered pants
Pulled out the last of the tomato plants.
When back in the yard, there arose such a clatter,
That I sprang from the raised beds to see what was the matter.

4 comments:

Tanya @ Lovely Greens said...

LOL - I think that poem would make a nice cross-stitched christmas piece.

Also...I've given you the Liebster Award! Thanks for making homesteading all that more amusing ;)

Green Bean said...

Tanya, thank you so much for the award - and for the suggestion of a cross-stitched poem. ;-)

Tanya @ Lovely Greens said...

Haha! Hope to see you make it ;)

A Cultivated Nest said...

LOL! That was so cute! I especially liked the not chicken soup part!

Hope you have a wonderful Christmas!

Manuela

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