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Sheldon's

Last Saturday we visited Sheldon's Nursery, a charming little place (though larger than expected) just a little more than a mile from my home. Never been there before.




Aaron was on a kitty chase. He carefully negotiated the railroad tie terrace and disappeared among the oleander.


Black kitty in the citrus.


Chasing the calico kitty.


Hot on her trail. She escaped. Aaron said, "Moh? Moh?"


Instead he found this hanging plant that appealed to him. He dragged it around as Bin and I looked at butterfly-attracting plants in the back. Bin selected a specimen and carried it to the front, where the Whoville-looking master gardner informed us that it wasn't for sale. It was the Mama Plant from which cuttings were grown. Bin bought one of her babies.


Here's the photo we posed for Bin's facebook profile. She decided not to use it.


Here's the photo for Aaron's facebook profile.

Comments

auntie m said…
And such a sweet little face it is!
Momma_Dee said…
So cute. I see the little hand is still in the little mouth. I like that picture of Mandy.

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