On the windiest day of the year so far, when the sky was a gun metal grey, trees were in peril and the lots of folks deprive of electricity, Colette and I decided to cheer things up with an hour in the local garden centre.
It is amazing how a change of scene, a blast of colour (especially when supplied so beautifully by Mother Nature herself) and just getting out there, can change your mood and make you feel great.
Just looking at the plants, the colours, the little things like drips of water sparkling on petals. Okay so it’s not the Chelsea Flower Show and there is no Mr Tichmarsh to talk us through the intricacies of a spectacular scene, but you don’t need that, just breath in those scents, open your eyes and fully ENJOY.
Garden sculptures always make me smile. While I’m not one to have cherubs in the bushes and beady eyed animals lurking in the rockery (have too many of the real thing lurking with intent to poo on the veg!), I do like looking at those strangely frozen stone faces.
I love looking at flowers that look like hats, colourful and frilly and dramatic. They make me think of Royal Ascot on TV, of Royal Weddings and hats that have made a fortune for charity.
Strange flowers that remind me of Avatar and weird landscapes, 1970s album cover art and doodling on jotters at school. I was seriously into wacky flowers and doodles that started small and sort of stretched and morphed into whole pages and book covers. Flowers, horses, shoes and handbags were favourites I recall. I didn’t even have a handbag but I liked to draw them, the stranger the better. Oh and windows, I doodled a lot of those too.
Shelves and racks of seeds. We browse with interest. We imagine ourselves planting, tending and picking. Enjoying the true fruits of our labours. Will we ever plant them? We look at each other and laugh, no, come on, be real. I lash out on a packet of multi coloured radish seeds to add to the other radishes I already have planted. “Why more?” asks Colette, I haven’t really got an answer, they just look nice and I do like radishes, tho’ at this rate I could be eating the damn things forever.
Oh yes, garden centres do a good line in coffee and cake too. Who me, near the goodies again? ‘fraid so, temptation gets the better of us (after all what is temptation for if not to drag you into something naughty and nice with way too many calories) and we sit, chat and wallow in sconey heaven.
Yes, I can definately reccomend a visit to the garden centre to beat the blustery blues. What do you do to get a quick pick-me-up on a dull day?
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STOP PRESS! (Always wanted to say that!) I’ll be on BBC Radio Scotland this morning at 11.50am on the MacAulay & Co show with Fred MacAulay. Very excited, tune in if you can or catch it on the BBC web site afterwords. Will tell all tomorrow.