It’s a bit too cold to sit on the porch these days, so come on in and let’s talk about what we’ve learned about watering cans so far this week.
We now know that many gardeners have more then one watering can, and some gardeners actually collect them, as if they were hoes! You should take a quick virtual trip to Wisconsin to see Linda from Each Little World’s accounting of her watering cans then come right back!
We also now know the names of the various parts of watering cans, and when these vessels were first called ‘watering cans’ (1692, in case you’ve already forgotten).
Is there any more we can learn about watering cans?
Of course there is.
We can learn that there are several similarities between watering cans and gardeners!
Here are five things we have in common with watering can…
Watering cans come in all sizes, shapes, and colors, but all basically work the same way. Gardeners also come in all sizes, shapes, and colors, but all basically love working the soil, tending plants, and improving whatever little or big plot of land they garden on.
Watering cans, at least metal ones, will rust if old stagnant water is left in them.
Gardeners, too, grow rusty if they dwell on old, stagnant ideas.
Watering cans work best with a nice rose on the end of the spout to deliver the water in gentle drops.
Gardeners, too, can best share what they know with others if they do it gently, giving out advice in small doses.
Watering cans are often more cherished when they are old and have a certain aged patina to them.
Gardeners, too, are often (or should be) more respected after they’ve gardened for a few (or many) years.
Watering cans need to be refilled with water when they run dry.
Gardeners, too, need to be refilled when they run dry of ideas by reading good gardening books and magazines, sharing ideas with other gardeners and reading good gardening blogs.
And that’s how we as gardeners are a lot like watering cans. With this knowledge, can our lives ever be the same again?
“It’s but little good you’ll do, a watering the last year’s crop.” – George Elliot