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Monday, January 11, 2010
Zen Monday: #80
Zen Monday is the day you experience the photo and give us your thoughts rather than me telling you what I think the photo's about. There's no right or wrong. It means what you think it means, or what you want it to mean.
I look for a photo worth contemplating or, failing that, something odd or silly. And I stay out of the comments box for most of the day to avoid influencing the intellectual path of the (usually highly erudite) discussion.
As I post each new Zen Monday photo I add a label to last week's to identify it if necessary.
Inspiration for today's photo: Susan C.
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Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Sat. & Sun. Sad, one less nursery to purchase green stuff..
The local gang of robbers prided itself on its green thumbs.
Even the guy on the sign's taking a hike.
(wv: ingrat)
Even nurses need a day off.
Never like losing a nursery. But, I think the owners of this one have another site on Kinneloa south of Colorado named Present Perfect. Hope they are still open.
Presume this means nursery school? Closed Mondays when all the children can escape? Doesn't look too inviting, this building. Eek!
In parts of Altadena, every day is Monday.
Shucks, just as I was fixing up the yard so I could bring home my own personal baby Altadena, the supplier goes belly up. Baby Pasadena's are too big after six months. Anyone know a nice, small fledgling community I can adopt?
Monday, Monday, can't trust that day....
Altadena Nursery has the best plants in the San Gabriel Valley because Mrs Altadena brings them all inside her house every Monday to be bathed, fed and petted. Not surprisingly, the plants don't like going to new homes and tend to sulk.
This one gave me a start. Half my yard is planted with their inventory. I do hope the companion nursery under the power lines near Madre street is still open. They're so nice plus their shade cloths are recycled from the 1984 Olympics.
Hows that for arcane knowledge?
And Tuesday doesn't look promising.
Sorry you missed our HUGE sale on Sunday, it was an overwhelming success.
TiVo :(
An odd day of the week to be closed. I presume parents of children attending this nursery might work on Mondays?
All of the calves are inside suckling on their mothers’ tits.
Well, it's time to put a stop to this one, I guess.
PA, this one gave me a start, too. I hadn't been up Lake Avenue for a couple of weeks and Susan C. gave me a heads up. This was my plant nursery of choice until it closed recently. The "companion nursery" would be the one Michael Coppess mentions. I don't know if it's still open or not. Hope so.
I knew today would be a mixed bag because the locals recognize this, recognize it as a business gone belly-up and may feel a touch of sadness about it. Others would go ahead with the usual Monday madness (yay!).
Considering that, I think we got some weird and funny stuff today. Mark: funny! Greg: what? and for those of you who don't know Tall Gary: he's known for his links.
Opening day at the concrete and chain link festival.
Seriously, be sure to patronize independently owned retailers, everybody! Our long-time mom-and-pop operations are struggling against the mighty national chains.
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NOT the post.
Here, Here!!! to Pasadena PIO!!! I agree whole-heartedly in shopping the local mom and pops!!! My favorite local men's wear store went out of business late spring of last year and I was devastated...my Christmas shopping just wasn't the same this year! My sympathies to all you local patrons of the nursery...
All is not lost...Stop by Lincoln Avenue Nursery or Kettles on Fair Oaks..Local plant stations.
This was not the best nursery around so I wasn't too surprised to see it gone. But still, Susan's right, for some businesses every day is Monday.
I can't speak for Kettles, but Lincoln Avenue Nursery is great.
There are apartments on the top floor of the building. I was visiting a couple who lived there about 20 years ago and they proudly showed me where they'd sunk eyebolts and carabiners in the bedroom ceiling joists to hold the ropes, straps, and trapeze they used during sex. The husband told me what he THOUGHT was a funny story about how his wife kept him up late the other night as she noisily banged her boyfriend on their bed. I got out of there as soon as possible.
Well, Sage, if this wasn't an odd post it is now. I guess they didn't know you very well.
It's now Wed...and I have to admit...I keep thinking about the Sage's post and experience...with more than a few chuckles, and an "oh my" or two!!!
wv: chorl....an abbreviated chortle
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