I’ve been out and about (oot and aboot?) much of the spring giving talks to various gardening groups, including the Sechelt Botanical Garden Club last weekend. Sechelt (in English, pronounced "seashell" with a t at the end) is on the Sunshine Coast of British Columbia, and we did have a sunny April day (reason number one). That made for an enjoyable visit later to one of the lovely private gardens (reason number two):
And then, there’s that Canadian sense of humor as evdienced by a locally made product (reason number three):
Have a great weekend!
Years ago we went to Vancouver Island and loved the gardens in Victoria and other towns, especially on the lush west coast.
A little dismayed by the out-of-control Himalayan blackberry, though.
I saw “Holy Crap” and thought what a great name for a manure based soil amendment marketed by monks or nuns!
Well there is no accounting for taste as far as Holy —- is concerned.