We don’t have much spare cash, so we’re doing as much we can ourselves. This includes ‘landscaping’ (this isn’t real landscaping, hence the inverted commas). So far, most of what we’ve done involves removing stuff. The time has come to start giving back.
We’re fairly comfortable with choosing plants, though our tastes are undoubtedly narrower than most. We have a simple brief: spiky. There’s just something cool about spiky plants. And others seem to agree –we’ve spotted dozens around our neighborhood.
Karen’s parents are visiting from England, and they kindly offered to buy us a plant, to get things started. We found a great local nursery, with an abundance of spiky plants. There really were too many to choose from. But we finally settled on one.
Somewhat comically, we struggled to find a suitable spot in our Mini, to safely transport it home. We figured the best place was the front passenger seat, so Karen got relegated to the back. I took it steady, but the plant made rustling noises at every turn.
As is becoming convention, Karen attached a name to our latest addition –Russell was the obvious choice. Now we just have to find a home in our not-so-homely yard. For now, he’ll have to lap-up the sunshine in his pot, while we figure it out.
Thinking about it, he’ll most likely go in the stringed-off area at the front, which will motivate us to get that sorted quickly. Luckily, Karen’s dad has volunteered to help us with that little project, so Russell won’t be homeless for too long.