My sister and I, the sister who does not garden but does a really super job of weeding if she takes a notion to do some weeding, spent some time this morning sorting through old family pictures. As usual, my thoughts turned to gardening, as they always do.
I had forgotten, until I saw these pictures, that I was apparently not always content to dress up Barbie dolls and baby dolls.
I had to dress up shrubs.
We, assuming my younger sisters might have helped me, though they may disavow any knowledge of doing so, dressed this spruce in multiple outfits.
And to cap it all off, we thought to take pictures of our Alberta spruce all dressed up and my mom kept these pictures for all those years.
Good times. Who needs Barbie dolls and baby dolls to dress up when you have a spruce to dress in the garden?
(Yes, Dr. Hortfreud has been studying these pictures since they were discovered a few hours ago trying to determine how this childhood activity may have affected Carol in later years, or at least explain a few things.)
(Yes, you might be a gardening geek if as a child you dressed up shrubs instead of dolls.)
(Yes, garden fairies here. We are are appalled.)