Backstory; Sir Mulch a lot and I don't get out much. We have a small herd of youngsters, and the planets only occasionally align for an outing without them. Today was such a day. It was somewhat last minute and we picked a spot for brunch (which happens to be near my favorite garden centre..do you see where this is going??).
I had already mentioned that I wanted to swing by there, but I'm not sure that it registered - blocked out perhaps? So after bruch I drove over to the garden centre. Hubby couldn't find his wallet before we left so I was the only one carrying a license. Coincidence?...
As we pulled into the parking lot he exclaimed 'Wait! What are we doing here??'. My reply 'I just want to have a quick look around'. Well, truth be told it wasn't terribly quick. I grabbed a few perennials and asked about 'King of Blacks' Dianthus, but couldn't find any with the other hardy carnations. I then headed over to the trees to look for a replacement for my ailing Blue Arrow Juniper. As I was tree shopping, a woman came running over with a few King of Blacks, they had found some tucked away (I love it when that happens).
I also picked up another white Carpathian bellflower (can't have too many) a snowdrop anemone for the new bed and an Edith Wolford bearded Iris (sorry Shady, I know I said I didn't have room but after a dahlia disaster I needed a filler - quick). Here's my haul for the day:
Do you have the same vice as I do? I figure as far as vices go, this isn't a bad one to have.
All roads lead to the garden centre.