Sylvia would pull weeds in a garden that wasn't hers. And so does Sister, without shame or remorse. Never mind that there are more than ten gardens at her own little house that provide more weeds than she can possibly keep up with. When Sister is out and about and comes upon a nice flower bed, if there's a big honkin' weed right there she's gonna pull it. Just like that. She just returned from that trip to Colorado, where her hostess's beautiful garden had a rose bush that had a whole mess of dead limbs that needed to be pruned. The hostess was away, and Sister took the liberty (and the pleasure) of going in and cutting all the dead stuff out, leaving the bed looking that much prettier. She figured her hostess wouldn't mind. That's the expectation, anyway.
Big item on Sister's bucket list: Be the Phantom Planter. You know how you go past a house and there's nothing planted near it and you think, "geez, plant something, will you?" It's just so naked looking and the lack of landscaping makes a house look unloved (in Sister's rarely humble opinion). The temptation to go in there when they're not home and prettify it and leave, totally anonymously, is so delicious. Someday.... well, a girl can dream, can't she?
Big item on Sister's bucket list: Be the Phantom Planter. You know how you go past a house and there's nothing planted near it and you think, "geez, plant something, will you?" It's just so naked looking and the lack of landscaping makes a house look unloved (in Sister's rarely humble opinion). The temptation to go in there when they're not home and prettify it and leave, totally anonymously, is so delicious. Someday.... well, a girl can dream, can't she?
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