Calvin vs. the Hose
Despite the recent rain, my garden was extremely thirsty when I got home from work. Here in Fridley, MN it was in the mid 90s and sunny for a good part of the day yesterday.
My plants were very happy with the heat. Most of my bean plants popped right up, and my squash and pumpkins are looking good. The tomato plants, which live in the sunniest part of the garden, are kind of sissies and were looking a little bit floppy. About 30 minutes after a good soaking they had popped right back up.
Here’s my garden helper, Calvin.
Calvin stood at the garden gate saying “Come in garden? Come in, Daddy?”. So I let him in.
Last time I let him in he trampled some plants, so I asked if he wanted to help with the hose. He was very excited. We watered together for all of 4 seconds before he insisted on doing it all my himself. A moment after I stood up and stepped back, Calvin discovered how much kick a hose has.
One of his hands lost its grip, and the hose shot back spraying him right in the face! This made him stumble backwards and he tripped on the hose. I managed to get him picked up and get the hose pointed away from him before he panicked too much.
Of course he still wanted to do it himself, but this time he held on tight and did a good job.
