The last four days have pretty much stripped all but the oak trees. Even the Muskogee only has a few hanging on. It was like that all the way to my parents' house. We did our normal Thanksgiving thing. We went out for buffet. We'll cook at Christmas.
The seasons are changing again. We're falling into winter. Nights are cold, hovering just above freezing. People are shopping. Tomorrow is Black Friday. This weekend will be our busiest time yet under my watch in the garden center. I'm anxious about it.
I've been through this before as a Specialist. Now, I have to carry us through as both the Specialist and the Department Manager. They still haven't hired my replacement. So I've done it already. I know what comes next. Just like in the garden, the mums arrive in early September if we're lucky. In late August, they just fry on the tables in the heat. You can't water them enough.
Pansies start to trickle in the first week of October. After that, it's a full on assault by growers. Just as it's starting to slow down, the Christmas trees arrive. Yes, we move all those concrete blocks by hand, most of them twice. You have to put it down so you can pick up another one. And that's where we are today.
The trees are here. We've had ours since Saturday. The poinsettias are hopefully still as beautiful down the two main aisles as they were when we left Wednesday night after midnight. I'll find out at 6am.
In all that, there are cycles. Each season leads to another. Christmas was on the shelf in October. We'll do another reset just as Christmas is passing on the calendar. Spring will arrive in January. New mowers will be there in February. Dianthus. YES!
So there's a countdown I'm doing. I just want Christmas over. It's not because of family or work. It just means that spring will be coming soon. January is New Years and a week or two of really cold weather. February is planting time for spinach and snow peas. Dusty Miller is available from the nurseries. Pallets stacked three high line the outside of the garden center. There's stone, mulch, soil, whatever we need. Petunias? YES!!!!
Then it hits. The 100 days of Hell. I'm looking forward to it.
So I'm not really celebrating Christmas with a lot of ornamentation at the house this year. I'm just not in the mood. I've been surrounded by it daily for weeks already. But in the spirit of things, I'll show the past two years' trees.
I might do the windowboxes again this year. I just need to collect some free trimmings from the store.
Laura reminded me that it was Chocolate Covered Cherry Season. My mom sent me home with nine boxes. She says I'm too skinny.
I don't think so.
Yeah. I had to do some shopping last week. I hate shopping. I hate trying on clothes. But as the seasons change, last year's wardrobe doesn't fit. I bought a lot of flannel. It's going to be a cold winter, I think. I'm so ready for spring. 114 days.