The Art of Extreme Gardening

Occasionally when the mood takes me I can be seen dashing around our garden at high speed, dragging palm fronds from here to there, chopping, hacking, occasionally pulling and generally tidying up what nature seeks to untidy at a pace that is distinctly un-gardening-like. The neighbours must think I’m slightly potty.

Gardening seems to be regarded as a gentile occupation, mainly for people who like to wear woolly jumpers when its a bit nippy outside, and retired people with far too much time on their hands. I seek to redress this image… at least around my own garden anyway.

Here’s my thinking… I see people jogging on the street, cycling in chattering packs, working out in the gym, and yoga-ing until their yin fully is yanged. I don’t have time for all that. I have to combine my exercise regime with the practicalities of directing all that energy into something useful (in addition to all that healthy mind, healthy body stuff)

So Ladies and Gentlemen, let me introduce to you the Art (and Sport of) EXTREME GARDENING.
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