Cut thistle in May,
They grow in a day.
Cut them in June,
That is too soon.
Cut them in July,
Then they will die.
I wonder what will happen if I cut the thistle in August? Will it be a bust? I’m going to find out this week.
Rhymes and poems have often been used to hand down wisdom through the ages.
How about this one?
Red sky at night, sailor’s delight.
Red sky in morning, sailor’s take warning!
Leaves of three, let it be.
When you hear the pigeon coo,
Watch out for birdie doo!
Take only pictures, leave only footprints.
What rhymes can you contribute to help us share wisdom and knowledge in the garden?
Oh, and I made up one of the rhymes above, can you tell which one?