Mom always said that pink and red do not go together.

My husband and I have an ongoing conversation regarding what plants should be put together, IE, same growth habits, sun, shade, and complimentary colors. I was wondering if my husband was color blind, because he was putting red and pink flowers together, which was like finger nails on the blackboard to me. He also liked to put in flowers that I think are just too tall for a hanging basket. For example he liked to put heliotrope in the middle and tailing petunias on the outside. Again, finger nails on the blackboard. My son said Mom who would buy that basket with that tall weed growing in the middle? I said I didn't think it would sell. He over heard me and my daughter in law discussing one of his red and pink baskets, when he said that he thought pink and red was pretty together. I said, it was just that Mom always said that red and pink do not go together. Well, I had to eat my words today, because, not only did a customer buy the one with the big weed in the middle, she also bought the red and pink one. Maybe he's on to something, what do you think?

How comfortable is your zucchini?

My grand daughter had a water day at her school, all the kids wear their swimming suits to school (she's almost 5). She out grew her old suit, so her mom bought her a two piece suit. My grand daughter was quite excited about the new suit. She said "mommy I can't wait to wear my zucchini to school tomorrow".

Have you seen my glove?

Today was a wonderful day, the sun was shining off and on, it was just great. I was planting this afternoon when my sister came over, As I was walking towards her I pulled off one of my gloves, then we started talking and wondering through the greenhouse. As we started to go outside I noticed that I had just one glove in my hand, I said well what did I do with my glove, oh! its still on my hand. Man I have a hard time keeping track of them. I should put a long string on them hook them together and run them through my sleeves like mittens. Maybe I could keep track of them that way. What do you think?

This is not a flea market

One of my customers came today driving a new Jag and she wanted to haggle. I just can't believe it. It seems that because I'm in the country people have the expectation that everything will be cheaper and they can haggle. It's quite annoying. That's it for now.

Not enough hours in the day

A loyal customer returned her patio pots last Sunday for me to replant and said that she would like to pick them up on Sat. I said sure no problem. It's 10:40 pm Friday and I still have one to go. Looks like I will not be sleeping in. Even though I would rather be working in the green house than doing any thing else, its seems as though there is an invisible force that pulls me in every direction away from the greenhouse (job and family). I love my husband, my kids, my grandchildren, but most of the time it seems that they don't get just how much I love to be in the greenhouse and that I made a commitment to my customers. I think that I have spent too many years believing that I could do everything, but am finally resigning to the fact that I really can't. Oh well until another day, may your thumb always be green.