|Plants for sale at the Eliz. Lawrence garden in 2012|
"I am not buying any more plants until I've planted the ones I've already purchased."
Nor would they say...
"Oh, that's a great plant that I've never seen, but I am too far from home to buy it here. I'll wait and look for it closer to home."
And for heaven's sake they wouldn't be caught dead saying...
"I don't think I'll buy any new plants this year."
A gardener would never say any of those statements.
But if they did say one of them, because they were tired, or out of their mind, or their body had been invaded by space aliens, it would only be true for about five seconds.
A gardener's resolve to not buy any plants would melt like butter in the hot sun at the the first sign of a plant that waved a leaf at her (or him) when they walked by it at the nursery. That resolve would be swept away like dust in a hurricane at the first glance at the rows and rows of new plants at the garden center or even the big box store.
A gardener's resolve to not buy plants would be wiped from their mind as if they were hypnotized the minute they spied a plant that was interesting, perceived to be better than what they had, had just the bloom color they were looking for, had a great scent, had great leaf color, or they thought for one second that another gardener was standing there and going to buy it first.
A gardener would never pass up such a plant...