Thursday, March 25, 2010


This is my new favorite thing about our little house. Daisy. She's a little old Asian woman who lives directly behind us. Apparently, she lost her husband last year so she's all alone. Whenever she hears us in the back yard she peeks her tiny little garden hat covered head over our fence (with the help of a step ladder) and judges our garden. "You grow peas?" she'll ask. "Oh yes, we are growing some peas over in that back corner over there. (i point to our dirt patch.) They're not ready yet. Still babies." She giggles and climbs down from her perch. A few minutes later she emerges with a HUGE bag of peas fresh from her lush and overgrown garden. "You like these." I stretch to reach the bag of goodies. "Oh thank you, Daisy!" Time passes as she watches us struggle with the weeds in our dirt patch. "You grow tomatoes?" Oh, yes... we are growing a tomato plant. See?" as i point again at our brown sod. She climbs down from her perch and this time emerges with a HUGE bag of tomatoes. "You like these." she says. I can hear her giggle as i take them. This continues with some regularity. It seems Daisy takes great pleasure in our sophomoric gardening ways.

I love Daisy. Her mere existence makes me smile.


Blogger ege said...

Oh! Now I love Daisy, too! I want one!

5:46 PM  
Blogger Cake said...

Psssstttttt...Miss Lucky, are you on the ever-popular/unpopular Facebook, by any chance?

4:19 PM  
Blogger pork luck said...

Hi Cake! Yes, i dabble in the wide world web a bit... you are a clever one. Seems you've already found me.

4:43 PM  
Blogger Jeanette said...

That is precious. And I don't mean that in a sarcastic way. How sweet of her.

3:59 PM  
Blogger Jessica said...

I want a daisy!

12:28 PM  

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