LA CRESCENTA NURSERY, since we downsized and moved, is no longer on our regular itinerary, but time was that we were there every weekend, searching out new plants for our garden. Recently I had need of a hostess gift, which gave me a good excuse to head for the nursery.
Arnoldo is always eager to be of service and he seemed not to mind running around until he'd gathered up what pleased me...... 2 little pots of basil snuggled into a basket, a gift that would have pleased me to receive, which is pretty much how I choose presents. I also try to take the recipients taste into consideration, but someone once said "if it pleases me at least that's something".
While Mr. Bob waited in the car, I looked around, sighing a lot, for I do miss visiting this wondrous place.
Finally, I pulled myself away and as I assumed my position in the driver's seat of the car, we spotted an old friend who has become hard of hearing for we shouted his name several times in increasingly loud volume before we got Walter's attention. When he came to our window,
we exchanged pleasantries; he has a quick wit, so it was beyond the "How've you been?" sort of small talk. When we wound it up, he said, "Wait right there" and went to his car, returning with a fat, little, ceramic bird which he presented to us. I was left to wonder how he just happened to have that in his vehicle? It's so very "Walter", always full of surprises.
Every object in our 2 rooms has a story; some of them I've long forgotten, others are still vivid in my mind, but this recent tale is how I came to have a bird in hand.