The local firehouse has a yearly plant sale that went most of the weekend and into today. My son called me at lunchtime to alert me that the sale was still on and prompted me to go and take a look. I’m glad I went, albeit later in the afternoon while they were cleaning up and closing shop. Thankfully, the generous folks running the sale suggested I load up a wagon with whatever I wanted and “make an offer” for my purchase. I really think they wanted to just give me the plants but I contributed a fair amount and left quite happy. It all started with, “how about some white and red geraniums?” I hope to get them into pots later this week and excited to see what colors are with the rest of the lot.