and does not include catnip in the pay check! Continue reading Cat-gardening is too hard on the paws….
Happiness must be that rose inside us Which can turn over the pages of a Crooked and stunted day with its own bronze stamp of survival wrapped in Courage to fill up the small holes in the Damp hours where peace writes poems Continue reading That rose inside all of us…
The reason I have to get up early, at six, almost every single day is because I have to catch the roses. I hate to wake up early, especially if I have been watching The Derry Girls all night on Netflix, or the astoundingly hilarious and heart warming Veep in Hotstar, but the rose visit is essential. As essential as breathing. This is because the roses in the park where I live, can only be walked around between six and eight every morning. After eight, the security guards start screeching and shouting like thugs from The Game of Thrones and … Continue reading All about Roses & the Roaches in my life
Are you asking me whether I have watered the African Violet or not? Well to be honest I haven’t! But I have given it a lot of love and tenderness. And if you are thinking twice about hiring me, let me give you some really helpful gardening and green tips. They will show you why I will always be hired for cat-gardening…. Here are some tips to kill pests with sprays and repellents 1. For ants and caterpillars use chillies and soap. Take a handful of fresh red chillies and chop them up. Then put them in a spray bottle … Continue reading Did I water the African Violet? Cat-Gardening tale
as I tried to find out whether to water the expensive green fittonia more or less, it died on me! I need to find a job that values my talents….send me some ideas with a pot of catnip to comfort me for being very soon fired…. Continue reading My family calls me a Liar but I really am studying Windows 10 to get a better job: am fed up of being a cat-gardener..
of her weirdest dresses and coats of calm and it always has a huge SOLD OUT sign! Continue reading Happiness is always having a garage sale
Red roses for some weird reason Are my restroom from rodents & They never let me down when the Day begins to swelter with heat from Harm, mostly human, or begins to Fall into that underworld of worry And wasted time to let mould and Maggots of meanness plan my day Red roses put pests in their place By shimmering towards serenity And invite good sense to lunch Continue reading Red Roses are My rest room from RODENTS!