I am a bad story teller. I always provide way too many details. Here is a prime example.
The long: This past week we received snow in Minnesota. I can't think of a time in the last 10 years when it snowed in early to mid-October; if it happened, I don't remember it. Anyhow, as a result of the snow my beautiful pots were met with an untimely death. Thus, I spent this weekend ripping out frost-bitten plants and readied my pots for winter.
The only survivor: my rosemary. I decided to transplant it and try to raise it indoors over the winter. I thought it probably needed some nourishment so after searching high and low for fertilizer, I gave up and headed to Menard's to buy some. Right next to the fertilizer {which is apparently not in season... odd :) }, was this display.
{The short: Is it wrong that I was really happy to see Christmas decorations and even browsed for a bit?}
This year will be the first time in 4 years that Rich and I will have a Christmas tree. In fact, this will be Malin's first Christmas tree experience (and only my second time with a real tree!). I can't wait to get it set up and am trying to convince myself that now is too soon to put tree toppers in my newly emptied pots.
Second thought, and this one is short.
*Transplanted Rosemary in the background...
Okay - last thing: Tomorrow I am going to offer a fun opportunity for a few readers...
2 comments:
Ahhhhhhh...on the wine question - DRINK IT, you silly girl! m
AND...for the record, I don't mind seeing the Christmas decorations either. m
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