Margaret, It sounds like you had a wonderful day. I can't believe after growing up in Colorado that you forgot to take a jacket??? Your purchases sound great, hope the day warms up for you. We were at 40 F yesterday morning after some heavy rains on Sunday night. Highs have been 75ish here for the last 2 weeks, I'm ready for some heat, and so are my tomatoes and peppers. Don't work too hard planting today. Jane >Well, I took a day off from hoeing, mulching, killing Colorado Potato >Beetles and turning compost, and visited some small country nurseries in >western Idaho yesterday. My first mistake was not taking a jacket or >raincoat. Second mistake was not insisting the owner get a shovel and sell >me some of the curly mint that's thriving in her bed. She keeps bringing >home sheep manure from her parents' farm in Jordan Valley, Oregon, and >working it into that bed. Her lovage is about ten feet tall and must be at >least three feet in diameter. Catnip leaves are about two by four inches. >Guess she's improved the soil some. > >I also should have bought some of the blue-flowering sweet woodruff she >had. She's grown it in the sun, though, so it looks more like clevers than >sweet woodruff, tiny whorls of leaves, tall stems. She took us on a tour >of their place (her husband has a full-time job, and she's busy raising a >5-year-old, trying to take care of her parents 50 miles distant, and get >her herb business started), and took us into the pasture to meet her pet >horses and goats. The goats weren't very companionable, but the >horses...well, they backed me up against the gate, and I announced I was >leaving. I admit to being afraid of horses after having been run away >with, bucked off, scraped off, bitten and stepped on by horses over my >lifetime. How does a quarter horse get to be six years old and unbroken? >None of them have been broken. Either they need a horse whisperer or an >ear biter. P-tooey. The owner does need to wean her grown goats, though. >Poor old doe's udder practically scrapes the ground, and one nozzle is all >that works. > >My friend bought a flat of different herbs, I bought a couple more sweet >basils. We drove into Caldwell for lunch (where there was a fat guinea hen >pecking dead bugs from a car license plate and waiting for French fries), >then drove a few miles back north and west to another small nursery we've >patronized for years. Got our fernleaf Japanese peonies there for a >fraction of usual nursery costs. I love columbines, and she grows them >larger and lusher than anyone I know. Bought a yellow/red and a >yellow/yellow one, plus two Pacific Giant delphs in one container (for the >price of one), and a Casablanca delph too. A lemon daylily with >wonderfully aromatic blossoms, Campanula groundcover with starry blue >blossoms, and a grey artemisia with finely cut leaves (and no variety >name). My friend bought flats of flowers and herbs, and muttered something >about writing a check. I told her, in front of the nursery owner, not to >write her a check because she'll launder the money. She did laugh. I once >wrote her a check, she tucked it in her pocket, and the check was blank by >the time she removed the laundry from the washing machine. The next time >we went out there, she told me about it, so I wrote her another check. > >She had some yellow-blooming sedum covered in tiny bees. She said they >were leaf cutter bees (her husband sells bee boards). Some farmer had left >his bee boards with them, and the bees were hatching. She said he might >not have any bees left if he didn't hurry to get his boards. > >Okay, so I didn't get any work done, but it was fun. My friend had had a >lot of bad news over the weekend, and needed the outing. Now I've got more >plants to plant, and frankly, it's too cold outside. This isn't El Nino, >it's Gulf of Alaska. Temp is 42. Margaret