Legend has it that Iron Butterfly’s 1968 iconic psychedelic rock song “In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida” was supposed to be titled “In the Garden of Eden”, but that singer Doug Ingle slurred the words while in an, um… “altered state”… and the song’s new title was born.
Some of my friends and I often bring up this song whenever 60′s rock is being played. It’s become sort of an insider-joke for us. (Much like my knitting group and “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald” – but that’s another story.)
One day I was sitting in the garden (before these last few weeks of 100+ temperatures!) and decided that it would be awesome to have some sort of garden sign that was a take-off on it. The Pontiff was sure there would already be such a thing with the wording I wanted, but a search turned up nothing.
Fortunately, there’s always custom-made. Thanks to Barbara at Poemstones, I now have a lovely new garden stone (though we’ll probably figure out a way to mount it on the fence):
I haz the happy. Hopefully soon it the temperatures will cool off enough so that I can actually enjoy being in the garden again.
And if you have 17 minutes to spare, you can take yourself back in time with this original version of the song: