Jordan and I
planned a full day—grocery, plant nursery, and a really belated birthday lunch.
Only I forgot about the lunch. Since we had to leave early (for me) to get
Jacob to school, I threw on sweats and a T-shirt with a hoodie. Grocery-store
chic. At home, after the grocery and waiting for friend Mary who was going to
the plant store with us, Jordan came charging out to the cottage and announced
I had to change clothes. It was okay, she said, to go to the grocery in sweats
and a T-shirt, but I had to dress better for lunch. So she chose some dark green
sweats that look a little more like regular pants, and a lighter green sweater
(of sweatshirt material). I threw on a fling, but it proved too much as the day
warmed.
We went to Weston
Gardens rather than the local chain nursery. It’s a bit of a drive, out in the country,
but a wonderful place with most helpful employees. I sat in royal splendor in
my walker with a seat and supervised as Jordan, Christian, and Mary picked out
plants, mostly for pots. We came home with geraniums, columbine, fountain
grass, phlox, hydrangea, ferns, and a pot of chives. Severe storms are predicted
for tomorrow, so the more delicate blooming plants will live in my shower until
Sunday, which Jordan has designated as planting day.
The winter rye in the
back yard looks so wonderful that I hate to see it go away, but I know it soon will,
and we’ll over-seed with Bermuda. Jordan worried that the ferns we bought were
too small for the pots, but they will grow. And soon the yard will be filled with
bloom, and we can enjoy lovely evenings on the patio. Someone please banish the
mosquitoes.
For lunch, we went
to Righteous Foods—Jordan’s choice. It took me a while to realize how really
good the food is there. I was put off at first by the emphasis on smoothies and
grains and the like. But I’ve had a couple of dishes there that I like a lot—and
it’s nice to feel righteous. Jordan had a lovely hamburger, and Mary had shrimp
tacos. I chose franks and beans—what kind of health food restaurant serves franks
and beans? It was delicious—locally made hot dogs with marinated cabbage and
cheese, with black beans on the side. And churros for dessert. Color me stuffed,
but I only hate half my sandwich and will have the other half tonight.
Buttoning down for
the predicted storms.
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