…and the gardener-wife who just "kept mum" and LET HIM DO IT.
Why-oh-why? That’s my question about this bizarro story in the Style
Section of the Washington Post (out from the usual home and garden
ghetto). But really, read it and imagine, if you will, allowing your spouse to invade your garden ("my pride and joy") and basically
destroy it. All because well, you’d been nagging for him to help out and he’s finally getting involved. Trouble is, this passive-aggressive boob is helping out by doing everything his way and he’s following advice he’s getting from – get this – gardening magazines and TV shows! One example is the husband’s
assertion, after buying half-dead roses, that with "a bit of fertilizer
they’ll perk right up." Uh, no they won’t.
As shocking as this story is, at least it started off on a positive
note: "Gardening is in." But it’s downhill from there for any
reader with an ounce of concern for gardens – or marriages.
Don’t say I didn’t warn you. Link.Posted by Susan Harris on August 14, 2006 at 10:42 pm, in the category Shut Up and Dig.