Things are starting to pick up around here. I learn so much some days, my brain hurts. Dave and I went for a little walk tonight after everyone left for the day, and he showed me what kind of mulch, rock, and river gravel we carry.
The nursery is filling up with plants and its all starting to feel very real. And I'm even learning some of the plant names. Not enough, though, that when a guy asked for South Dakota spruce today, I didn't make the connection that he meant Black Hills spruce. Got a good chuckle out of that one.
I keep saying, "Is this really my life?" This is a whole new world to me, and I'm liking it.