Acheing for Winter to withdraw its devilish grasp, we ventured out to our first garden centre trip of the year. Having to do a work shift beforehand, and given the time of year, the sun was alreafy starting to set as we arrived.
Mrs P.L. had a Christmas voucher to launder and I had a crisp £20 note to swap for some gardening delights.
Luckily, there was a great sale on.
This meant, at long last, I was able to take on of these bad boy pots home with me:
Looking like the had been hauled from the decks of a sunken galleon, lost to the oceans centuries ago and now coated with colourful and rugged barnacles and coral, these have been beckoning me from this corner of my favourite garden centre for manyca year. With 50% off thecasking orice, I finally got to bring one of these 'maritime' gardening treasures home with me this evening, which makes me a very happy boy.
Given the sale, I even had enough cash left for these seeds and still come home with a spare pound coin in my pocket 🌿🍃.
I won't go into Mrs P.L.'s more wanton spending, except to say she is now the proud keeper of one this mother plant's speckled babies:
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| Thai Constellation Monstera |