We all have our "happy places" right? The kind of place you go when life is rough and you're not sure you can make it, the kind of place where you go and you instantly know you're going to make it. The kind of place that can make it all okay again. On of my happy places is Panera Bread.
Another one is this greenhouse. We make a point of going every year and have for five or six years running now. It is best to go in the dead of winter, when you've hit the dregs and are not sure you believe in spring anymore.
You'd never know we were in a greenhouse in Connecticut. I feel like I'm in deepest jungle in Costa Rica...somewhere always warm, misty humid and vibrant with life.
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| This citrus tree has ten varieties grafted into it. |
This is one of those places I wish I could live. And a place that it's honestly good we don't live down the road from because I would work there for free for sure...and A might not like that.
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| Here is the entrance...the happy world you walk into through that door of light. |
Oh Spring, am holding on for you! Come soon. Okay?
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The greenhouse we visit is Logee's, of catalog fame...you can go too if you find yourself nearby!)
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