Garden

I think a man thought I was trying to pick him up in the garden center yesterday. Like me, he was perusing the bargain plants. When I noticed he’d snagged a magnificent hydrangea, my plant lust kicked in. I fear he thought I was after him, rather than his plants. I merely coveted his hydrangea,not his person. He fended me off by hastily telling me his wife had just loaded his buggy up. Scorned, I assured him I was only after his hydrangea, not him. Fortunately, I found one of my own, so his was safe. It was the fifth one , I’ve been lucky enough to get this spring, hydrangea, not man, I mean.

I have a voracious appetite for plants but must restrict my expenditures in the interest of staying married, I make frequent visits to the markdown area where my favorite garden center typically marks plants down fifty percent, an extreme temptation. This frequently includes overstocks., a true blessing. My landscape plans are directly influenced by these bonanzas. For example, I had envisioned a purple and fuchsia scenario for one front bed but realized I could be equally happy with the numerous showy pots of purple and gold Wave Petunias I greedily grabbed.

I must confess. Plants lead me into deception. I do my best to keep them out of Bud’s direct view till I get them in the ground. I unload them in the front yard so as not to assault his sensibilities as he pulls into the garage. I’m not always in the mood to discuss the landscaping imposes on our budget. I understand it’s perfectly obvious that I’ve bought plants once they’re in the ground but I still practice this pointless subterfuge.

Gardening also interferes with my writing. I can’t wait to get out and get my hands in the dirt in the morning. My mind totally clears as I dig, plant, and ponder where each plant will flourish. Should a plant look unhappy, I look till I find it a happier niche.

For me, gardening is the purest joy.

Freesia
My hidden plants
Hydrangea

Wave Petunia

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  9. Anyone who knows me will tell you my favourite word is ‘Salw’ closely followed by Bargain’, and that in any shop or store my body automatyically makes it’s way to the appropriate section. Only when i’ve satisfied my lust for a seal do I get on with shopping for whatever I came out for.Any foray into a shop for say Sprouts can see me come out with pieces oof jewllery or clothing as ‘JUST BECAUSE’ gifts.

    Even on the computer I seem to have a nose for ‘Specials’ and have multiple deliveries a week throughout the year. I’m on first name terms with most of the drivers. I’m bever short of a birthday , anniversary or other gift., but ‘Just Bewcause’ giufts remain my favourites.Next week I expect to receive 3 bedding sets for my grandchildren in preparation of their move to a new house, all thre only cost me £12.00. Huge Hugs Linda.

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