Yesterday I stopped in at my favorite plant store. I've been avoiding this, because after being flower deprived for so long, I tend to go crazy and buy too much.
So, I decide I'm going to just look and enjoy the plants. I left my purse in the car so that it would be more troublesome to purchase anything. I looked, I enjoyed, I began to visualize arrangements and groupings in my garden. I started collecting, and next thing you know, I'm running back to the car for my purse. $50 later, I'm on my way home wondering what in the **** I was thinking.
It's too early to plant anything. These plantlings are very small. I SWORE I was not going to have trays of seedlings moving around our apartment this year. I was going to plant mature specimens.
This morning I went into the storage locker to find the trays to put my little plants in. I know from experience that half of them will die. But I can't help myself. I guess I'm a plant junkie and needed a long awaited fix.
Now, I can't wait to visit my next favorite nursery, and the next and the next.....