Bill strapped on the baby backpack with Enoch in it and I put Danni into the stroller. We hitched up Clover and Harrison joined the pack as we walked up to the farmer's market. Early spring at the market means bedding plants and flowers, maybe some herbs and lettuce. We did snag some rhubarb.
I found out something interesting... We saved our thriving geraniums from the porch last year. We brought them in and babied them all through the winter. But a nice lady at the market explained that they won't bloom, they only have one summer because we bought 'seeded' geraniums. So what do we do with these thriving huge plants? We want flowers in those pots. Do we yank them out and kill them just because they no longer hold the same beauty of their youth? Do we replace them with plants we think are more exciting? Do their lives no longer hold any value because they don't act the way we want them too? I'm feeling very vulnerable right now! Maybe some rhubarb pie will ease the pain.