Note that they did not wear masks, safety goggles, nor hearing protection.
Ron showed me what his fingernails (or what is left of them) looked like after working with concrete for 28 years.
We had an appointment at a nursery so there will be no pictorial account of spraying the driveway with sealer.
When John the Tree Guy was here to look at five of our trees, he recommended that we visit Brotzman Nursery because they specialize in witch hazel, a plant I remember from my childhood. There are hundreds of cultivars now. Besides yellow, there are reds and oranges. Some bloom in December!
Since Brotzman's is a wholesaler, we expected to meet the owner, be given a catalog, and sent on our way. For two hours we rode with him in his serviceable pick-up and saw quite a bit of his 80 acres (the same size as the farm I grew up on).
Tim, who wrote a forward to the Bible on witch hazels published by the Royal Horticultural Society, is both personable and has a vast knowledge of plants. He pointed out two redbuds that were developed by North Carolina State University, Ruby Falls and Merlot. I am lusting after both of them.
He also took us to his home to show us what 40-year-old witch hazels look like. We saw the original Lavender Twist. Recently Tim sent one of his employees to his house to clean up the yard before a group of tourists arrived. The employee was a little over-zealous. When Tim saw that he had trimmed a lot of the twisted branches out of the original lavender twist, he could have killed him.
We asked for a recommendation for lunch and were not disappointed by Compadres. In fact, we thought it was the best Mexican we had in a long time. My quesadilla was made with the lightest, flakiest tortilla and was filled with chicken. And the sopapillas? Yummy!
And it was a gorgeous day to ride with the top down.
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