Monday, April 23, 2012

I've never been one to have a green thumb.  In fact, I've not been good with plants since I can remember.  Somehow, by the grace of God, I've been able to keep one plant alive at work and one at home.  Don't know how it happens, but they're still around.

So, when Sis suggested we go to the 23rd Annual Herbal Affair & Festival last weekend I thought I'd just be around for the ride.  Then she told me their website said this festival was the "largest, and most respected, in the state."  I thought, "this should be interesting! What standard does Oklahoma have to make this particular festival so well respected?"

We actually had a really great time.  Bethany's friend, Tarri, came along with us.  She is a hoot.  We decided to go earlier rather than later and couldn't have made a better choice.  I used my savvy driving skills to land us a fantastic parking spot.  It was a good start to a great adventure.

Not only was the weather great, there was a good variety of vendors, all types of plants, and great food vendors, let me tell you, folks, the people watching was priceless!  There were even elderly cloggers/tap dancers.  They were amazing.
This is just a quick little clip, and they're kind of far away, 
but if you listen you can hear the clickityclack of their shoes.

Now, back to the plants.  (You should know by now how easily I get distracted!)  Tarri ended up with a Morning Glory plant she got for a bargain ($6) and some purple leafy plant (yes, that's the technical name for it in my book) for her front flower beds.  Bethany ended up with a couple of tomato plants, a succulent tree type thing (yes, again the technical name) and several different kinds of herbs.  Me, the one with the black thumb, couldn't resist a couple of great bargains.  I got three small Morning Glory plants ($2 each) and a gigantic hanging vine type basket that's really hardy and taller than me ($15).  No, seriously, it's taller than me.  Tarri was kind enough to carry it for me because of my back and because there's no way I could carry it without dragging it along the ground.   
The picture doesn't do it justice.  It starts near the hook at the
top of the patio pillar and runs almost to the bottom.  
This is a close up of one the blossoms.  I'm working on a good name for him/her.

The little Morning Glory plants.  I put them near the front door.

These are Bethany and Christopher's plants (with one exception).  From left to right: rosemary,
heirloom tomatoes, patio tomatoes, jalapeno/cherry bomb peppers, Roma tomatoes (those are mine),
sage, oregano, a "toothache" plant and finally a citrus mint plant.

Tarri's cousin-in-law owns a bakery/deli in Sand Springs that was having its grand re-opening.  We stopped in for a glass of iced tea and so delicious lemon bars.  If you're ever in Sand Springs, OK you should stop in at Sweetie Pie's on 2nd street.  They're usually open 7am-4pm.  Check them out!

Here are a couple of my favorite pictures from the gardening weekend adventure.
Isn't this the way to do a festival?  You get to kick back, pants optional,
and a cold drink.  Grant sure has the sweet life!

Can you spot the striped gardening assistant?
I swear she has to be in the middle of EVERYTHING!

I'm going to resist the urge to include the picture of the older man with the dyed black hair, belly shirt, tramp stamp and black studded belt that spelled out "SWAGGER" in silver studs.  As much as I want to, I just can't bring myself to put you thru the trauma.  Some things can not be unseen.  

So, who wants to take bets on how long it takes before my plants die a slow and painful death?  I'm guessing a month.  You?



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