Pushing Up Roses

My being a mortician used to bother my wife. Of course, that was back before she joined the Ladies' Auxilliary Rose and Garden Club down at the Hall.

Now that she wins, without fail mind you, she feels nothing but joy in my choice of occupation. Yes indeed, without fail! It's the secret nitrogen-based fertilizer, you know?

I mix up a new batch of it every year for her, just before the mulching season and she's happy as a gravedigger, I must say!

Of course, it takes a whole year to save up enough toenails to grind up into a fine powder for her potting soil, but it keeps her quiet and happy.

"Have you seen my pliers, Dear?"









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