Deck the halls

There was another book signing today at a local garden center. This was great fun, mainly because I got to shop for my holiday décor. (I don't think anyone bought any books while I was there, though the place has re-ordered twice.) They have a beautiful selection of greenery, including juniper, noble fir, incense cedar, holly, pine, and much more. There were also some strange knobbly green oranges that can be used as accents and a few fake but classy items.

There were also—god, I hate to even type this—painted poinsettias. Bright blue, green, pink—some had glitter. Acres of them, as far as the eye can see, and NO, I am not posting an image of them. Apparently these are greatly anticipated by many of the patrons. Though, to be honest, I hate the regular ones, so it's not like I'm all that offended by the desecration of the plants. Masses of the same plant are always impressive visually, but I am sure that, detached from their brethren, one or two of these plants can make a pretty tacky statement.

I'm looking forward to coming back here in the summer, when I understand they have an impressive selection of annuals.