Last Friday I had business south of town, down Salem way, I was visiting a couple of wholesale nurseries to talk with their growers. Anytime you're off Interstate 5 and traveling the back roads of the Willamette Valley you'll encounter small nursery after small nursery and occasionally a really big one. I have to admit my heart tends to swell with a bit of pride, this, my adopted state, is just so full of people doing what they love... growing plants. How amazing is this place? There are nurseries devoted to conifers, those specializing in daphne, fuschia, hosta (and more, more, more) and the hops! I meant to stop and take a photo of the hops which were just getting started growing up their tall, thin supports, but I did not. Darn. Cruising along at 50 mph I did spot this scene out of the corner of my eye...
I didn't have time to stop but circled back around after my meeting. How much do I love this? A lot....
This tennis/badminton (?) match was being played in front of the home adjacent to Bountiful Farms Nursery. Evidently they specialize in sculptured plants (among other things).
Here's a fellow mowing the lawn in front of his home.
While the kids play on the swing set.
And jump rope.
I was about to leave when I finally saw their name spelled out...
I wasn't sure I'd successfully captured the whole thing so I split the words for a close-up.
A fish looks about to encounter a sea monster but that's just the "s" in farms, seen from the back side.
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