Garage Sale Plants
Anyone one who knows me knows I’m a garage sale freak.
It starts Friday morning. I walk outside at the crack of dawn and get the paper. Or I make my dog Boomer get the paper—which she is happy to do for a Scooby snack.
I grab it and immediately turn to the ‘garage sale’ section. I generally look for sales located near my house because gas is now hovering around $4.80/gallon. Sometimes they’re on Friday, but mostly they are on Saturday.
Last Saturday I visited a garage sale and met a wonderful English couple. They’d just sold their house and were moving to the UK to retire. I caught a glimpse into their courtyard and I noticed some lovely potted plants. I hadn’t found anything that suited me at the sale so I started to walk to my car when something dawned on me. What will they do with all those potted plants when they go back to England? So I turned around and asked. The wife really didn’t know what to say because I don’t think she had given it much thought.
I gave her my phone number and told her to call me if she decided to sell them. Her husband Ian called me a few days later and said that they indeed had some plants they wanted to sell. This included a green house full of orchids. We made a date to view the plants that he wanted to sell.
My husband and I showed up at Ian’s house on Saturday and he pointed out various plants that he was willing to part with. What I found very endearing about this man was his relationship with his plants. He was spoke about them so fondly, especially the orchids. He knew every, well most every Latin name and growth habit and how they reproduce, the subtleties of color of each bloom, and when and how often they spiked.





















































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