View Full Version : yard work - as viewed from heaven

07-21-2006, 08:28 AM
(overheard in a conversation between God and St. Francis):

God: Francis, you know all about gardens and nature; what in the
world is going on down there in the U.S.? What happened to the
dandelions, violets, thistles and the stuff I started eons ago?
I had a perfect no-maintenance garden plan. Those plants grow in
any type of soil, withstand drought, and multiply with abandon.
The nectar from the long-lasting blossoms attracts butterflies,
honeybees, and flocks of songbirds. I expected to see a vast
garden of color by now. All I see are patches of green.

St. Francis: It's the tribes that settled there, Lord. They are
called the Suburbanites. They started calling your flowers "weeds"
and went to great lengths to kill them and replace them with grass.

God: Grass? But it is so boring, it's not colorful. It doesn't
attract butterflies, bees or birds, only grubs and sod worms.
It's temperamental with temperatures. Do these Suburbanites really
want grass growing there?

St. Francis: Apparently not, Lord. As soon as it has grown a
little, they cut it....sometimes two times a week.

God: They cut it? Do they bale it like hay?

St. Francis: Not exactly, Lord. Most of them rake it up and put it
in bags.

God: They bag it? Why? Is it a cash crop? Do they sell it?

St. Francis: No sir, just the opposite. They pay to throw it away.

God: Now let me get this straight...they fertilize it to make it
grow and when it does grow, they cut it off and pay to throw it

St. Francis: Yes, sir.

God: These Suburbanites must be relieved in the summer when we cut
back on the rain and turn up the heat. That surely slows the
growth and saves them a lot of work.

St. Francis: You aren't going to believe this Lord, but when the
grass stops growing so fast, they drag out hoses and pay more money
to water it so they can continue to mow it and pay to get rid of

God: What nonsense! At least they kept some of the trees.
That was a sheer stroke of genius, if I do say so myself.
The trees grow leaves in the spring to provide beauty and shade in
the summer. In the autumn they fall to the ground and form a
natural blanket to keep the moisture in the soil and protect the
trees and bushes. Plus, as they rot, the leaves become compost to
enhance the soil. It's a natural circle of life.

St. Francis: You'd better sit down, Lord. As soon as the leaves
fall, the Suburbanites rake them into great piles and pay to have
them hauled away.

God: No way! What do they do to protect the shrubs and tree roots
in the winter to keep the soil moist and loose?

St Francis: After throwing the leaves away, they go out and buy
something called mulch. They haul it home and spread it around in
place of the leaves.

God: And where do they get this mulch?

St. Francis: They cut down the trees and grind them up to make

God: Enough! I don't want to think about this anymore.
Saint Catherine, you're in charge of the arts. What movie have you
scheduled for us tonight?

St. Catherine: "Dumb and Dumber," Lord. It's a really stupid movie

God: Never mind--I think I just heard the whole story from Saint

07-21-2006, 01:42 PM
excellent :uglyhamme
sure puts it all in the right perspective

Workin' 4 Toys
07-21-2006, 02:29 PM
Yup, that's funny. Had to go out and turn the sprinkler off.......:rolleyes:

07-21-2006, 02:41 PM
Sad, but true.

We buy things specifically to throw them away.