trapped, yet free

About a week ago I stopped by a few of the local nurseries after lunch. I had hit the Indian buffet quite hard (is there any other way?) and felt like I needed to get some exercise or I'd find myself with a keyboard imprint on my forehead when I got back to my desk.

I was only slightly tempted by some of the late-season deals, but there was one thing that really caught my eye in this one greenhouse: a weed.

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Okay, calling it a "weed" may not be fair. By my own definition a weed is just a plant that you don't want growing in your garden, so who am I to judge? This is probably White Heath Aster, and was growing between the two panels of the greenhouse end wall.

It's probably the only one of these growing on the grounds, although I suppose they might consider letting a few more grow with blooms like these!

The bees couldn't get to every bloom as half of the plant was trapped between the panes, which made me a little sad. That melancholy could have been brought on by too much kheer though.

I may have to add this plant to my garden, as it gives quite an impressive late-season display!

This one though I've already got in my garden, but it looks nice between "glass" too:

What does it say about my discipline when I ignore sales plants and focus on the illicitly-growing plants?

Maybe it says more about the selection on the tables, or the number of plants I already have. Or maybe I'm good for only one indulgence a day, and the Indian food satisfied that already.


(It's a tough choice between Indian food or plants, but if I had to choose just one I'd go with plants.)

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