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Cordova Gardens—Better Than a Martini

There were, believe it or not, some lucid moments during my trip to San Diego.  Jen and I visited two nurseries.  One, Cedros Gardens, had just closed because – surprise -- we were drinking martinis and didn’t quite make it.  One dude let us in for a couple minutes before another dude stopped us and kicked us out. Boo hoo.

One martini away from entering Cedros Gardens.

We did manage to make it to Cordova Gardens in Encinitas well before happy hour. These were my people. These were my plants. This was a nursery filled with succulents, gorgeous urns, and planters and fountains dripping with succulents.

I was inspired.

Yum.

 

Gardening, Friendship and Martinis

My first lemon basil martini...yum.

When I need a break from reality, I go visit my buddy Jennifer.  Jen and I have a lot in common: we both have teenagers that drive us crazy, we both have husbands who drive us crazy, and we both like to drink martinis, taking brief breaks only to shop and eat. We love the beach and the sun, but most of all we both love gardening.  And, well…martinis.

Jen's garden

We used to be neighbors. We started a friendship over mommy stuff. The friendship grew over gardening, and it really took off after the discovery of our mutual affinity for vodka.

Jen's garden

Jen's putting green

Jen's Pool.

Jen, Gandolf, and Pixie relaxing between martinis.

And then she and her family just up and moved to San Diego. All she left me was her worm composter, a cruel reminder of what once was.

Cedros Gardens.

Oh, but there is a bright side. Now every few months I get to go visit my home girl in the Beach hood, where we gossip, eat, drink and stumble around various nurseries.

Cedros Gardens

Ah, sanity

margaritas and guacamole