So here i am, the committed non-gardener (its another one of those things, like speaking spanish, that everyone else in my family seems to do and enjoy) at the largest exhibition of flowers, plants, and gardening stuff. My childhood bff and her family are showing her mom's gorgeous ikebana pottery so i was tempted up by her and her folk's presence- we'll see how i survive amongst booths of sachets, suncatchers and, yes, an Irishman in a bucket (in his defense, he's shilling for boots.
So, i will try to resist shoe shopping and cracking up at overheard gems like 'ireland: its where all the best people EVER were from' while proudly bearing my obama pin (april 22nd, baby.)
Wish me luck.
Oh, and i forgot my camera, unfort, so lets just imagine for now. K?
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