Means Nursery is on my way home from Portland and also stays open an hour longer than the other nurseries in the area. Since Loree and I were having so much fun together, we lost track of time and lingered among the luscious plants at Cistus leaving only time for a stop at Means. If you live in the area or have read posts about Means, you know that this is the only retail outlet for a large multi-state grower. One never knows what might be offered here, prices are low, and there are usually special sale items that can be had pretty much for the price of the plastic pot.
The parking lot is all decked out with petunias just for Loree. (She isn't fond of the fragrance and has a special aversion to touching the sticky plants to deadhead them.) I find them festive, love the fragrance, and who deadheads things like this? No longer having enough sun or space for them, I haven't grown any for many years.
Hand model Danger showing us the display of annuals. I almost wore my "Friends Don't Let Friends Buy Annuals" tee shirt for this visit. It features a graphic of a petunia with a no symbol over it.
One of the legendary sales here was the five dollar brugmansia blowout. These large specimens were not that much more expensive and I was tempted to get another but didn't as I already have too many things to winter over in the greenhouse.
"What is this?"
"I believe it's called a graft."
"But why?"
"Because they can?"
She's running the gauntlet of perennials. I came out the other end sans plants. Will she be unscathed?
Not when she sees how beautiful and inexpensive is this combination of Cordyline and Euphorbia 'Ascot Rainbow.'
I got a bamboo for which I had a plan that I'm now reconsidering. Really? More bamboo? Okay, but this one is a clumper and has tiny leaves and looks really cute. Oh well. So, another delightful day in Portland draws to a close. The plantmobile makes its way back to Tacoma in the golden evening light of high summer and I feel grateful to live in this nursery-rich, gardener's paradise of a region and to have made so many special gardening friends through blogging.
The parking lot is all decked out with petunias just for Loree. (She isn't fond of the fragrance and has a special aversion to touching the sticky plants to deadhead them.) I find them festive, love the fragrance, and who deadheads things like this? No longer having enough sun or space for them, I haven't grown any for many years.
Hand model Danger showing us the display of annuals. I almost wore my "Friends Don't Let Friends Buy Annuals" tee shirt for this visit. It features a graphic of a petunia with a no symbol over it.
One of the legendary sales here was the five dollar brugmansia blowout. These large specimens were not that much more expensive and I was tempted to get another but didn't as I already have too many things to winter over in the greenhouse.
"What is this?"
"I believe it's called a graft."
"But why?"
"Because they can?"
What do you think of this egg in a nest or big evergreen flower thingy?
Rose 'White Eden' tugged at my heart but stayed.
Very nicely priced Butia capita. So many plants, so little space.
She's running the gauntlet of perennials. I came out the other end sans plants. Will she be unscathed?
Not when she sees how beautiful and inexpensive is this combination of Cordyline and Euphorbia 'Ascot Rainbow.'
I got a bamboo for which I had a plan that I'm now reconsidering. Really? More bamboo? Okay, but this one is a clumper and has tiny leaves and looks really cute. Oh well. So, another delightful day in Portland draws to a close. The plantmobile makes its way back to Tacoma in the golden evening light of high summer and I feel grateful to live in this nursery-rich, gardener's paradise of a region and to have made so many special gardening friends through blogging.