Today I came home from the nursery with white mums to put out front, annuals just sitting among the pachy, and they'll get more spectacular as they go.
The cat followed me home, showed up on my step the other day, so I have to keep him, and he's earning his keep supporting the sedum.
And blue and white pansies to sit on the fence out back, along with the other plantings. They're not planted yet, just looking around at their new digs.
It's taken me years to get around to getting winter pansies, because of an enormous moral objection to making spring plants work like winter ones. It's going against nature, I tell you! and every year I've looked at them and thought, no, it's better to stay with the seasons.
Then this year I finally thought, well, I don't want to assume too many more springs in my life, so why don't I just get them now and enjoy them. So I will.