My brother, Rhett, is fabulous. He is so much OLDER THAN I AM (HEH). I wish he was my father, actually. He is kind, FUNNY, even tempered, smart, WISE, spiritual and is an amazing cook. Best of all, I know that he adores me (Even though I put annoying photos of him on my blog)
Even though is very good at many things, he is not so great at fishing or gardening.He trys, god bless him.
He has never caught a fish (Though he has ALL the gear and has been trying for about 4 years in earnest).
He is also rather disappointed in his gardening track record.
He trys and does all the right things (EXCEPT for planting mint, which one of his brilliant and younger siblings TOLD HIM NOT TO DO).
He buys soil, drip systems, raised planter boxes, good quality seedlings and fertilizers, Phbalances everything and I think he got to the point were he considered hiring a Shaman to do an Indian blessing on his dirt.
“By the time I manage to grow I tomato, it will have cost two thousand dollars.”
While this statement was very funny (Rhett has a way with words), it also made me a bit sad. You want those you love to achieve the things they work for.
Therefore, I was very pleased with the following call:
“Whiner!” (That would be me, in case you’re wondering)
“Guess what? I have the best news you will ever hear! I GREW FIVE TOMATOES!!!!
There are even lots of flowers on the rest of the vines”
Now he just needs to catch a damn fish before I have to rent some scuba gear, get underneath his hook and attach a nice, big trout before tugging on his line…