If I Only Had a Brain

On occasion, gardeners take get aways and visit loved ones. Greetings from The Emerald City of Seattle, the land where sunny days put locals in a tizzy.  Wherever I go, the garden finds me, and I couldn't help whistling this song as we strolled through the Conservatory at Volunteer Park.

I could wile away the hours

Conferrin' with the flowers

Consultin' with the rain

And my head I'd be scratchin'

While my thoughts were busy hatchin'

If I only had a brain