How would your gardening tombstone read?

(Zone 7a)
There are a total of 63 votes:

Pushing up daisies
(4 votes, 6%)
Red dot

Bed of roses
(3 votes, 4%)
Red dot

I fought the weeds and the weeds won
(17 votes, 26%)
Red dot

Let me be your compost, I'm in love with yew
(4 votes, 6%)
Red dot

The last word in anemone is me
(0 votes, 0%)
Red dot

Where have all the flowers gone
(5 votes, 7%)
Red dot

Inch by inch, row by row, I finally made the garden grow
(23 votes, 36%)
Red dot

Heaven's just a pin (oak) away
(7 votes, 11%)
Red dot

Previous Polls

mid central, FL(Zone 9a)

while i totally appreciate the "weeds" (LOL), i had to go with "inch by inch". i'm a methodical planner and this is literally how my garden is growing (in size) and evolving.

the latest project is underway (a raised vegetable garden in progress). a couple more days and it should be finished except for the block caps which i have to buy. all the other building stuff has been accumulating for several years.

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Garland, TX(Zone 8a)

"Despite not being a devout organic gardener, Nick didn't want to pollute the environment with any of the pharmaceutical remainders within his earthly remains. So, he had his corpse dispatched into space on a trajectory for the Sun." ^_^

mid central, FL(Zone 9a)

the crash you heard was me hitting the

Magnolia, TX(Zone 8b)

Hmm, where the old oaks fall, maybe, chuckl. I really believe mine will read, just scatter my ash on the lone prairie.

Concord, CA(Zone 9b)

Since I've told my relatives that I want my ashes to be scattered in my back garden, I thought that " Inch by inch, row by row, I finally made the garden grow" was the most appropriate answer. ;-)

Anderson, IN(Zone 6a)

I fought the weeds and the weeds won.. is mine However that let me be your compost I'm in love with you ..brings to mind a science fiction story where children that did not mind their parents were turned into trees for decoration ,. cannot seem to remember the name of the series though..Odd...

(Zone 7a)

Sounds interesting, Juhur. Let me know if you remember the title.

I didn't vote as there was no place for OTHER. Mine would probably read, "BUT I STILL HAVE STUFF TO DO!!!"

Ozone, AR(Zone 6a)

I remember a folk tale from my youth. There was a very old couple that did'nt want to die alone but always with each other. A fairy came and granted their wish and turned them into two old oak trees and they were together forever as two oak trees.
Don't know why that appealed so much to me.
It was supposed to have taken place in the Black Forest of Germany.

SE Houston (Hobby), TX(Zone 9a)

"She's STILL feeding the veggie garden!"

Brooksville, FL(Zone 9a)


there is also a greek methology tale similar, this old couple was visited by angles that were granted one wish since the couple took them in and fed them, their wish was to die together. They did and they were two different trees (don't remember the kind now, too many years since hs) out of one truck. That is why I pick the two pin oak trees.


Acton, CA(Zone 8b)

Mine better read "I certainly hope I am not buried beneath this stone as I asked to be cremated!!"

Houston Heights, TX(Zone 9a)

Mine should read, "Wait, Wait. I have to water before I go"

Madison, IL(Zone 6b)

I selected "inch by inch" because it's been a lifetime of trials & errors with increasing success over the years. If my grave ends of covered in bermuda grass, I would answer differently (the weeds won). I'm glad that I won't be around to find out.

(Arlene) Southold, NY(Zone 7a)

Though I did fight the Houttuynia and I did win, and I did change the vegetable garden into The Park, since Jack can't continue to fight the crows and the brutal heat any longer, "Let me be your compost" is my choice. Here's a poem many of you have probably seen and I only changed the name to honor my husband who toiled over the vegetable garden for 20 years and provided us and our neighbors with so much wonderful produce:

Post Humus (by Patti Tana)

Scatter my ashes in my garden
so I can be near my loves.
Say a few honest words,
sing a gentle song,
join hands in a circle of flesh.
Please tell some stories
about me making you laugh.
I love to make you laugh.

When I've had time to settle
and green gathers into buds,
remember I love blossoms
bursting in spring.
As the season ripens
remember my persistent passion.

And if you come in my garden
on an August afternoon,
pluck a bright red globe,
let juice run down your chin
and the seeds stick to your cheek.

When I'm dead I want folks to smile
and say, "That Jack, he sure is
some great tomato!"

Fort Worth, TX(Zone 8a)

I didn't see any that really applied, but selected inch by inch. Being an avid BUTTERFLY gardener, I think "Free to fly with the butterflies" or "the metamorphsis is complete!" would be my choice.

Milton, MA(Zone 6a)

My husband and I always said, we wanted to be composted and spread on the garden. If course, we moved away and never got the Compostumbler to make compost anyway and last I saw my garen, the weeds were winning. I vote for Geoff's answer!

Hanceville, AL(Zone 7a)

I voted for weeds because it struck a chord with me. Right now the chicken grass and purple henbit are growing too fast for me. Weeds will be here when I'm gone. Luciee {;^)

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