Today is Mr. A's 48th birthday!
As it says under his picture in the handy little yellow box to the right, he's my partner in gardening crime. He and I both love working in the yard. He's always there to help me with a garden project. Sometimes happily, sometimes grudgingly :)
When I said I wanted windowboxes underneath our bedroom window, he built me some. If ever a category 5 hurricane passes through, our house may be gone, but these windowboxes will probably still be standing...
When I need something planted that's heavier than I can lift? He plants it for me. Like my camellia and my crape myrtle...they were my Valentine's Day presents last year.
Look at that casual posture! That's the sort of look that says, 'Just stand back babe...I got this covered.'
Mr. A has years of gardening and lawn care experience under his belt. Or should I say shorts?
Mr. A~Circa 1986
I love a man with a rake. And the beard he had in those days provided a home for many woodland creatures!
Now calm yourselves, ladies. No use screaming like he's The Beatles...back up...Mr. A's a married man! Uh oh....I think a woman just fainted near the back of the crowd. Can someone call a medic?
Hope I don't get in too much trouble when he reads this. Luckily I have a great present lined up! Every year, when I ask him what he wants, he always says, 'Just a hot dog.' :P
But it'll be better than that. Happy Birthday to my Favourite Gardener (and all around cool guy)!!
So, Faithful Readers, who helps you out in the garden? Your partner? Your kids? Would you rather garden alone? :)