I am off to my favorite garden shop,
Monches Farm. It is the most magical place, huge gardens, statuary, and antiques. There is a fairy festival in August, which I keep meaning to get to. B is a gem when it comes to going there. First, it's in the middle of nowhere, and second, he keeps the kids busy with the chickens and sheep, so I can shop. I trek out there in all seasons, because their farmhouse is filled with wonderful things. They have dozens of kinds of hosta, and plenty more I think are beautiful, but can't pronounce. I want one of everything.
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