A neighbor posted on our neighborhood Facebook page that he had two bales of hay for the taking in his front yard if anyone wants them. This isn't farmland I live in--it's suburbia, so you don't see these kinds of offers often.
But my heart started racing, and it made me think about how curb pickings don't excite me anymore, unless it's hay or good, dry kindling.
So for me "You know you're a gardener when you're more excited about free hay than free furniture"
How about you? How would you fill in the blank:
"You know you're a gardener when..."