“And there is pansies, that’s for thoughts”

sledd.jpgEverything downtown was detoured for a footrace. Approaching from the east, we rolled down our windows to enjoy some really good music and the sound of a fine vocalist coming from the church under the bridge. The Capital Chem Can driver beside us rolled down his window, too, and held up a cellphone for the benefit of his distant listener. We went to Sledd’s for something else entirely, but we couldn’t resist a few pansies, the ones with faces, not the more modern sort. Sledd’s now has four fewer cyclamens than it did, also. I love Sledd’s anyhow, and we never go to Kash-Karry / Fresh-Plus without checking in. I remember when it was a Texaco station, and its origins are still fairly obvious, although very nicely set off these days by trees, shrubs, and bedding plants of the season. I was interested to see that Turk’s cap was being sold there. So many people dig up their Turk’s cap and then set out hummingbird feeders when all they need to do is keep their lantana and their Turk’s cap to have all the hummingbirds and butterflies anybody could ever want. There were some very beautiful preplanted pots with mixed flowering bedding plants, for fine gifts, but we’ll be composing our own this afternoon, as we watch the Monarch butterflies go from lantana to lantana.

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