A Final Resting Place

My dear, dear friend CD made a recommendation some time back about a sweet shop/gift shop and a garden store in a neighboring town. She followed this up with an email flyer about the two businesses last week.

Her timing was perfect as when we were returning from lunch on the day the mother had all the tests done, we drove right by the garden place. (In my mind, I thought they were at the same location. So, it looks like we have yet another adventure on which to take Pearl in the near future!) I pulled in.

They not only have a nursery, but all kinds of nifty decorative and gift items. There was a smaller, flat version of this, but the second I saw it, I knew I had to buy it. As our longest-standing dude – either right at or just shy of 17 years – Tigger definitely deserves it. This now marks his space on the other side of the window.

And now that I've managed to mow the yard, it looks even nicer. In fact, the yard looks great.

The mother even said yesterday that it would be great if the yard “could just stay like this.” I couldn’t agree more.

Anyone know about a product whereby you can shellac a lawn? You’d make a billion dollars with something like that!