Random Acts of Planting - Day One at the Gardening Centre
I don't mean the hormonal one - I mean the passionate interest in gardening that wells up in a woman when she hits the big 5-0 or so.I needed some hand-holding so I asked a popular garden centre - Holla's in Blezzard Valley - if I could volunteer there one day a week. "Sure, no problem," was Carole's response.
I arrived decked out in what I thought was gardening gear - bug jacket and hat, plaid shirt, light coloured paints, running shoes that were practically steel-toed, bug dope, and sunscreen. This accounts for why, last year, the sunflowers planted at the side of our home never showed up, and my begonias be-goned when I planted them in the full sun.
And I also learned the joy of hanging baskets. Carole picked me out a mini Garden of Eden in a 10 inch basket.
