i do my gambling in the garden. not with money. instead with pretty or near pretty faces. choosing plants to cross is a game of chance. one in three crosses will work. probably less. oh i do not keep count. however the number of tags and failed pods that fall off and the lonely tags still on the scape do the number firmly in that direction. there are a lot of reasons they do not work. a lot. the genes do not line up. it is simply the wrong time of day for that plant. insect pollen thieves. rain too soon on the heels of the pollen. and on and on. still i try this. and i try that. and i do get lucky enough to have seeds to plant. i have a list of plants to try with this one. it needs to meet Starman’s Quest and Indigo Ignition. and several more. some i will not know until the day of the cross. and what will be will be. and lots as in hundreds of unfulfilled tags will be cleaned up. and at some point those few treasured seed pods will be collected and stored. and now is the time to sort last year’s seeds. to plant those 600 seeds. and see which ones actually sprout. which ones out grow their neighbors. which ones bloom. and which ones actually bloom. which ones steal my imagination and my heart.
a north east ohio garden 
Put this online as “John’s Daylily Sports Book” and I’ sure someone would place a wager. At least that’s how it seems from the endless stream of commercials I see. I like your style of gambling much better. A loss is no big loss and when you win, we all win.
I will go think it over in the garden. And quickly get distracted with something green or fluttering wings. That you can make book on. Happy Sunday. Now I have to go look up anthophile. The other John H is using big words again.
Hahaha
The diary of an anthophile.
Aw shucks that is the nicest thing anybody has said about me all day. Of course deer are antohphiles too. Except they share not at all. Thanks John
Dear for sure. 😁
My brother had a book in his library, that chose of the shelf during a week long stay there and I had read the ones I brought with me. I can’t find the quote, now, nor am I sure of the author, thus, I’ll paraphrase the line that made me laugh, without giving any links or mentioning possibilities of what book it lies within, “My mother was a gambling addict. She farmed for over 40 years.” 😀
That would be farmers. I like and appreciate the quote / paraphrase. Between the weather, prices, and the market and a whole lot of other things it is one of the truest statements I have ever heard.