What makes a person want to go to Africa just to kill a beautiful lion? What would it be like to have 6 dogs with two of them Great Danes? What exactly is in Kim Kardashian’s butt? What would I have done if my brother wanted to marry Ann Coulter? Why don’t we speak Pig Latin anymore?? These are the things I think about when I’m driving to Long Island. It’s a 2 hour drive at best coupled with an array of bad NY drivers and worse New Jersey drivers. Alas, when I pull off the LIE (Long Island expressway, hello) at exit 70 it’s similar to the feeling at the end of a yoga class…calm, at peace and a bit sweaty.
Last week Jenny came for her thrice yearly visit (working on frice yearly, how ever many that is) and then this weekend it was my dear friend Jim. The weather is superb, farm stands open, days are long and you can see Star Jones checking out at the grocery store. ahhhhhhh
Don’t worry, we were parked when this was taken!
Marder’s Nursery in full bloom