Recently my husband has taken up model planes. He takes his to a local air field and flys it around and occasionally (I’ll admit, not often) crash lands it into a tree. Good times. This hobby was encouraged by me, and was his birthday present from myself and the kids this year. He’s been having a lot of fun. He says he’s found his zen. This makes sense to me. I found my zen years ago in the garden.
On the way home from the airfield last night he spotted these on the side of the road. A house under renovation had put these out for the taking, and my husband was at the right place and time to scoop them up!
I can’t believe what some people throw out! Look at them, they are huge! And deep, really deep. I won’t be getting to planting these this year, but look forward to them popping back up in spring filled with lush flowers, and maybe some bulbs!As the saying goes: one man’s trash is another man’s treasure.