Busybusybusy

But first, a poem. This is for no one except myself:

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Second: The Plant Sale at VanDusen Gardens is tomorrow (Sunday) from 10am to 4pm. I will be there working. After working there, I will call Ellen if I can get her cell number :(. I will have some plants to bring home, including: an acer palmatum versicolor, a phyllostachys nigra 'Henon' bamboo, a bunch of clematis: Duchess of Edinborough, Blue Ravine, Guernsey Cream, Countess something, Victoria's Secret, and a few azaleas whose names I can't remember, but they're gorgeous.

Third: it's been really busy lately.

No, Wait.

There is more, and I guess I have time.

The plant sale has a ton of cool tomato plants for sale (mortgage lifter, sungella, black prince, german stripe, etc) as well as stevia, a reliant grape that I may yet walk out with, some seedling helleborus that are cheap, etc.

I find I like double (read: floofy) flowers, as you can see from my rhodo and clematis selections. This makes me not a real gardener, I think, even though my peas are a couple of inches high.

The thing with Kynnin's been bothering me, still. I know he's busy, but I feel as if our conversation was half-finished five-going-on-six weeks ago and haven't been able to get together with him since.

I met with a new client for the first time Friday evening, and it went well. I'm weekly now. I've still got a client in the queue to call when things settle down a bit.

Tried to get together with family the other night, but work went on too long. Sigh. I'll have to head over soonish to the boat - they're moving it. Being busy makes it hard to get together with them.

I haven't yet got my playland seasons' ride pass, but I want to soon, so I can go there with Estrellada (or even without). Depending on how crazy I go tomorrow at the plant sale I can afford it this week or next.

I've *also* been trying to get together with Trevor in a very vague sort of way, but we haven't found time to have a phone call yet. Hah.

I was at the plant sale today, wandering around, when I got a fantastic jolt of aliveness again. I think it had to do with getting back to my stuff, my garden, something that didn't involve other people. I tend to do something that I like to the exclusion of all else, which makes things unbalanced. Lately I've been socialising, and doing few Greenie-only things.

Now, laundry.