and I'm a plantaholic. Seriously.

I CANNOT seem to stop buying plants. Even when it's getting way too late to plant them. Even when I have no money. Even when I have a zillion other things to do besides dig holes for the 9 plants I brought home today, the flat of native plants I received for free last month, and a couple of random potted fellers I've had hanging around since July.

Really, I only need a little time to put the garden (and new plants) to bed for the year. But, Bub was a sleepy guy this evening, and just wanted to snuggle, so I didn't get out to plant tonight as planned. Tomorrow night AJ doesn't come home until 9 p.m., so I can only dig with Bub in his stroller. Oh, and AJ's grandmother is coming for a visit. Maybe tomorrow, or maybe Thursday. [ T O T A L S U P R I S E ]

So, my dear plants, you must wait until at least Friday to have a nice winter home made for you all.

And...I'm not promising to stop buying plants. I can't. I am truly addicted. I just fear what will happen if we buy more land. More land = more space to plant. Ha!