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TOP O' THE MORN: Here's a tribute to island gardeners
The sunny months have begun on Whidbey Island and in May, gardening kicks into high gear. Whidbey Island offers much for local gardeners and we offer this short tribute to them.
My husband raised a garden
And it looked might fine,
But the darling little chipmunks
Ate the peas right off the vines.
The rabbits ate the carrots
And the fieldmice ate the beets
Raccoons soon decided
That the corn would be their treats.
My husband fought the birds for berries
And got a pint or two.
The slugs ate the tomatoes,
And on cabbages they chew.
The deer delight in pole beans,
They seem to have no fright,
They feast upon the apples,
When my husbands in bed at night.
It seems his hope of gardening
Is a pleasure he must pass.
And maybe next springtime
Hell plant it all to grass!