Just. One. Thing.
Dirt is all I need, to help transplant my many plants - some overgrown, some in the wrong spot. I can do this. Parked, I clench my fists. One Thing.
Trouble is, that one thing is in the nursery department. I walk past the shrubs. No, wait...not past that shrub. My neighbor told me about Oregon Grape, and I might need to have it for the yard. Not today, I'll just snap a picture.
There. Disaster averted. Of course, I take a few more pics just to make sure I know what is available. Hands in my pockets, I walk past the annuals. They aren't really a temptation, anyway - too much work to just have to redo them next year. Ah, alert! Perennials on the left! Keep walking, dirt to the right.
Ah, got my dirt. But I do have to pass the perennials again. Oh, are there small versions of those high-priced shrubs outside back there? Oooh, there are!
Yes, this happens Every Time I go into a nursery. Long story short, I did get my dirt. And 12 plants. Yup, no will power here.
Spring Fever has me in its grips, and all I want to do is plant and dig and weed. This happens the first full week of good weather every year, and I try to just go with it. After all, the yard work will turn to drudgery soon enough...especially once the kids are out of school and I have to get them to help with the garden.
Yes. Doug is making an enormous garden again this year. He even bought a mini greenhouse to keep the plants safe inside. Spring Fever has gotten to him, too. It's contagious! Run! Run!
Sounds like fun! Hope we can play in the dirt when I come visit!
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