One Can Never Have Too Many Flowers…

I took a quick trip to Menards today.  I have made a few such trips recently.  Truth-be-told, I have been methodically checking in on the Menards’ garden center.  Some may call it stalking.  The simple fact is I have been chomping at the bit for the opportunity to find some new lovelies for my garden this year.

Each visit I have found more flowers out than the time before.  I know from experience that you have to grab the flowers you want at Menards when you see them.  Hence, I visit frequently in May and June to see if there are any new and exciting flowers that need to live in yard.  My feeling is one can never have too many flowers.

The Menards’ staff gets used to seeing me meandering up and down the tables of flowers.  I know the display formatting and where the treasures are – I have done my recon.  So there you’ll find me every couple of days with a happy smile on my face looking for new flower friends. 😉

Day one thousand three hundred and ninety-five of the new forty – obla di obla da

Ms. C

1 Response

  1. tim haering

    I know the feeling, Ms. C. I suspect your idea of flowers are annuals and perennials, but I get the Spring planting urge for flowering shrubs and trees – cherries, mimosas, azaleas, rhododendrons, lilacs, etc. Out here, I got the hankerin to plant me a Jacaranda. City arborist tells me it’s too cold up here and last year did beat back several of my birds and paradise and outright killed my lantanas. But I got as sheltered spot in virtually all day sun and I can’t wait to get me a jacaranda. Navelet’s had trouble finding some since the frosty weather burnt up most of ‘em. But supposed to warm up some bare-root stock in a few weeks and I could have one in the ground by Independence Day. Good luck with your Spring color!

    Picture yourself in a boat on a river
    With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
    Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers
    That grow so incredibly high
    Cellophane flowers of yellow and green
    Towering over your head
    Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes
    And she’s gone

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