Take Me to My Happy Place

The week has been quiet, cool, windy. The tax information has been delivered to the accountant--always a big sigh of relief when that chore is accomplished. Now we begin to turn our attention to the chores that need to be done as Spring makes her arrival.

Earlier in the week Jen scheduled a play date with Pop. She was working on a secret project one morning when I texted--no response---Face-Timed---no response. What's up with that? Later she responded to show me her secret project.

She and two of her girls arrived Saturday to play with Pop. Lucy was dropped off at the roller skating rink for birthday party. Mom felt a bit guilty leaving her there alone when all of other parents stayed. I questioned, "You mean parents stay for birthday parties? What happened to the days when kids were dropped off at the party to have a good time on their own?" Boy, times have changed. She explained to me that especially at the girls' charter school the students come from all over the area, so they are not neighborhood kids where everyone knows everyone else, so the parents don't feel comfortable just dropping kids off at someone's house anymore. I get it. I still argued that it was good for Lucy to have an opportunity to develop a sense of independence.

Here at the Garden Spot, Jen's main chore was to give the horses their worm medicine. It is an oral paste that they seem to accept without too much complaint, though Sun Dance, melodramatic as he is, made horrible faces as he struggled to get the stuff down. At least he didn't spit it out on the ground.

Pop then got glammed up. He really wasn't too impressed with his make-over. Nor did he really seem to enjoy the play date all that much, either until it was reward time with food.

As you can see, the secret project was to create a unicorn horn for Pop. Does he look thrilled at the idea? Lily and her pink cowboy boots, ready to ride. Pop is 27 this spring. We think he is beginning to show his age. 

Ellie always dresses up to go riding. A skirt? Really Elinore? And Pop still wearing his winter coat looks pretty shaggy.

Pop shows how he feels about all this unicorn business. 

Now, Take Me to My Happy Place

Some Sundays we go out for breakfast and this time year we visit our favorite garden centers. There are always such pretty things to see.

The Head Gardener picks the potatoes and onions that we will plant. With rain expected tomorrow, the garden beds will be nice and moist to plant potatoes, onions, and peas next week.

Ft. Collins Nursery is always our favorite and easy to visit since it is close. There is always so much to see and so much to resist.

These are the indoor plants that I have to resist buying because I want to save my gardening money for perennials and pretty plants in the garden.

At Gulley's, another favorite garden center but a ways to drive to, we pondered this weeping pussy willow then realized that we would have to pass on this one, $180. A bit pricey, but so pretty. The bees were working it over.

Yes, garden centers certainly are my happy place this time of year. In the garden the spring bulbs are forcing their way through the soil and mulch. In the garden centers they look happy, healthy, and tempting. And look at the aquilegia blooming already--indoors.

As each day passes, it gets warmer and we get closer to getting serious out in the garden. I have big plans this year with some serious projects. Getting them done will be another Happy Place.

Where is your Happy Place? I bet I can guess.

Have a wonderful week. Thanks for visiting. 

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