I spent the better part of yesterday at a Rock Party at Arrowhead Alpines. You know you’re getting old when your Rock Parties involve actual rocks, and you don’t smoke any of the exotic buds you bring home.
They have an enormous amount of plants and exotics. Worth visiting the link, if you love gardening.
It was marvelous. I am such a flower child in the most literal fashion… and yet, as my friend Kate said the other day when she moved this huge rock my husband brought home for me, (pics follow)
“Jesus, why can’t you bring her flowers like a normal husband?”
He knows I’d rather have the rocks. 🙂
Ahh, thanks Mr. Petty, now back to the pictures and story.