Wednesday 9 February 2011

Knee high into Weeds!!

Okay, I don't think i should wait any longer for Krishna's stand - in to come and address the weed situation. It's been a month now and there's been no sign / news from the man.
As you can see if i wait any longer the weeds will start flowering and that will cause another lot of seeds to be sprayed all over the lawn. As it is the weeds are like mid way to me knees. Any longer and i may just have to start walking in the lawn with a hunting gun in my hands instead of a watering hose.
I guess Ramana wants me to start getting a real hands on experience with gardening now.
So... come tomorrow I shall quickly water the plants on the periphery, grab that low stool and get down to some serious weeding. Which will also take me a few steps closer to starting the compost pit as i can make use of the weeds for the same.
As they say, there is a lesson hidden in everything in life.. one need only be prepared to heed and learn.
I hope i have the old song 'Turn Turn Turn' by The Mamas And The Papas on the i-pod to listen to in the morning.
The lyrics are interesting so i shall post the same here just to clear away some of ye ole cobwebs:
Turn Turn Turn
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time of war, a time of peace
A time of love, a time of hate
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time of peace, I swear it´s not too late!
 
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