Sixty Eight!

More Plants

It's that time a year when we drive by a nursery, see a 50% off everything sign, stop and buy some perennials, bushes, whatever, like most shoppers, unable to pass by a sale.  This time it was a sign by the nursery across the street from the CI.  It had a huge sign trumpeting an auction of all nursery stock.  How could we pass this up.  We ended up spending about a half hour there, talking with the elderly, stick figure owner, as he took us around, quoting 'deal' prices on various plants we liked.  We ended up with a couple of pink fall anemones, three hydrangeas, lime and pink, and some more Baptista, one of my favorites.  Now we have to figure out where to put them, the problem with spontaneous buying of anything.  They will fit in somewhere, that's for sure, but at this point, we don't know where.

This morning is a quintessential fall day, though it's still early September, the gray sky, lots of puffy clouds, a strong wind, the flag flapping, and cool, 53 when I got up at 7:00.  I am not sure of our agenda for today, as we don't have anything we have to do, perhaps plant a few bushes, maybe gather some more stones, as I have decided to build a couple of cairns to welcome guests to our house.  I don't know where this obsession to with rocks/stones came from, perhaps the cairns I saw in Peru eight years ago although they were not called cairns.  There's something about the shape of stones, one balanced on another, that I enjoy.