Thursday, December 23, 2010

'Twas the Night Before Christmas - A Gardener's Version

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all my blogging, gardening, chickening friends out there! I'm still beside myself as to what to do with my weed-filled garden since I can't solarize it 'till summer, so I'm on hiatus until I can think of some way to fix it. Regardless, I still wanted to wish you all a Merry Christmas and re-post the Gardening Christmas poem I wrote last year! Hope you enjoy!!!


'Twas the Night Before Christmas - A Gardener's Version
by Kate at Gardening Without Skills

'Twas the night before Christmas when all through the yard,
Not a veggie was growing, not even the chard.
The trellis was strung by the green beans with care,
In hopes that an edible plant would grow there.

The chickens were nestled all snug in their nests,
While visions of pasta worms danced in their heads.
Farmer B with his light beer and I with my wine,
Had just settled down for some nice TV time.

When out in the garden I heard a big noise,
I leapt from the couch and tripped over some toys.
Away to the screen door in four seconds flat,
Flipped open the gate latch and tripped on the cat.

When what to my bloodshot eyes did appear,
But a master gardener with a new pair of shears.
He was pushing a wheelbarrow so heavy with plants,
That I started to do my best happy dance.

He was dressed all in green from his hat to his boots,
And his pants were all muddy with dirt from plant shoots.
A bundle of seedlings he had flung on his back,
And he looked for a place to begin the attack.

His trowel how it twinkled - his hoe was so shiny!
His spade was brand new - his gloves were so tiny!
His droll little mouth was drawn up in a smile,
As he worked with his tools in a whimsical style.

He spoke not a word as he started to plant,
And took out some seedlings that he could transplant.
He filled all the raised beds with veggies galore,
As I stood there watching from my screened back door.

And laying his shovel right next to his hoe,
I knew it was time for the gardener to go.
But I heard him exclaim as rolled out of sight,
Happy Gardening to all and to all a good night.

12 comments:

Susan said...

I love your version of the night before Christmas---wonderful! Have a VERY merry christmas.

frazzledsugarplummum said...

That was fabulous...thank you. All the best for the festive season.

Annie's Granny said...

I love it! Merry Christmas to you and yours, and may your new year be filled with gardening successes!

Robin said...

That was Great!! Wishing you and your family a Very Merry Christmas!!

daisy said...

Great job! Have a wonderful holiday!

TS said...

Wonderful poem!! I need Gardener Santa to make a pit stop at my place, too. Maybe I can check the santa tracker to see what my chances are... Merry Christmas to your entire flock!!

Jeana said...

Great Christmas poem! I hope you had a great Christmas and I wish you a great gardening New Year.

Kelly said...

Another gem Kate, well done!

Steve said...

This is great! Looking forward to 2011 so we can get a planting again!

THE OLD GEEZER said...

Greetings from rainy Southern California.

I added myself to follow your blog. You are more than welcome to visit mine and become a follower if you want to :-)

May God bless you and your family in 2011 ~Ron

And always remember: Smiles don't have to be saved for a rainy day. It's good to waste them :-)

Christa said...

hahaha I love it!

donna said...

Wishing all good things for you and your family AND your garden in 2011.

donna

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