tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788608596414024125.post378364939554697802..comments2017-12-31T23:43:40.382-08:00Comments on Bemused Boomer: Commando GardenersBemused Boomerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12782757742063345171noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788608596414024125.post-43052948925257082202009-10-12T22:41:19.621-07:002009-10-12T22:41:19.621-07:00St. Nick, eh? I bet my commando gardeners would be...St. Nick, eh? I bet my commando gardeners would be amused to hear themselves equated with that venerable old gent!(and hey, how come I didn't get a bag of goodies? You must have a better imagination than I do!)Bemused Boomerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12782757742063345171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788608596414024125.post-42068734077947666282009-10-12T19:52:50.289-07:002009-10-12T19:52:50.289-07:00Something similar happened to me. When I was in gr...Something similar happened to me. When I was in grade school, I SWEAR I saw St. Nick and his white horse ride up into the sky (St. Nick left a bag of goodies on our doorstep). I turned and yelled for my dad, and when we both looked up, St. Nick was gone!:: the monkey pod ::https://www.blogger.com/profile/00610174928831398836noreply@blogger.com