Even now, three and a half months later, these photos seem otherworldly to me...
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On January 16th I left this...
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And just a few short hours later was walking around and looking at this.
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Giddy does not even begin to describe how I was feeling.
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My world had been white and ice covered, now I was walking (in cloth shoes, with no socks!) among green, living plants. California might as well of been heaven, that's how I felt that afternoon.
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I had just a tiny window of time after landing at LAX, to get the rental car and speed off to meet Andrew and company east of LA, in Montebello. I scanned any possible location to get a bit of green and came up with Rolling Greens in Culver City. Just 7 miles from the rental car pick up...YES! Plus I'd visited the other Rolling Greens last year, so I had an idea what I might find (high end, well cared for plants).
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Centaurea ragusina, icy, yet very much full of life.
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Agaves!
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Prices didn't matter, I walked around dazed and confused. Not thinking about what I might take home, because how could I subject any of these beauties to the horrors of winter in Portland? (yes, I quickly got over that the next day)
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Agave desmettiana...
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Agave desmetiana 'Joe Hoak
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Agave attenuata, maybe 'Kara's Stripes'...
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Oh how I wanted to live here. Part of me still does. Part of me is happy back in Portland.
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Aeonium 'kiwi' (I think).
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This crazy thing! See the label on one of it's spikes?
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Agave 'overgrown'...that's not a commonly seen botanical name, the price indicates it might be fairly rare.
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Great spikes though!
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Oh, and its sibling was blooming...
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I'm convinced these are weeds in this part of the world.
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Building? What building?
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They had a few containers.
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Oh good lord no. Glossy glued rocks? No.
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Time was getting late, I needed to be leaving and they were about to close (only open till 4pm), still I had to peek inside...
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FAUX, behind the sign...
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Lots of FAUX...
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This however, not FAUX.
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So many Bromeliads...
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And more containers.
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Lots of them.
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But my heart was about to burst at the thought of it all. I hopped in the car, window cracked, sunglasses on, and joined the rest of humanity on the Santa Monica Freeway, headed east to see my husband...
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Weather Diary, May 1: Hi 54, Low 41/ Precip .01"
All material © 2009-2017 by Loree Bohl for danger garden. Unauthorized reproduction prohibited and just plain rude.
On January 16th I left this...
Giddy does not even begin to describe how I was feeling.
My world had been white and ice covered, now I was walking (in cloth shoes, with no socks!) among green, living plants. California might as well of been heaven, that's how I felt that afternoon.
I had just a tiny window of time after landing at LAX, to get the rental car and speed off to meet Andrew and company east of LA, in Montebello. I scanned any possible location to get a bit of green and came up with Rolling Greens in Culver City. Just 7 miles from the rental car pick up...YES! Plus I'd visited the other Rolling Greens last year, so I had an idea what I might find (high end, well cared for plants).
Centaurea ragusina, icy, yet very much full of life.
Agaves!
Prices didn't matter, I walked around dazed and confused. Not thinking about what I might take home, because how could I subject any of these beauties to the horrors of winter in Portland? (yes, I quickly got over that the next day)
Agave desmettiana...
Agave desmetiana 'Joe Hoak
Agave attenuata, maybe 'Kara's Stripes'...
Oh how I wanted to live here. Part of me still does. Part of me is happy back in Portland.
Aeonium 'kiwi' (I think).
This crazy thing! See the label on one of it's spikes?
Agave 'overgrown'...that's not a commonly seen botanical name, the price indicates it might be fairly rare.
Great spikes though!
Oh, and its sibling was blooming...
I'm convinced these are weeds in this part of the world.
Building? What building?
They had a few containers.
Oh good lord no. Glossy glued rocks? No.
Time was getting late, I needed to be leaving and they were about to close (only open till 4pm), still I had to peek inside...
FAUX, behind the sign...
Lots of FAUX...
This however, not FAUX.
So many Bromeliads...
And more containers.
Lots of them.
But my heart was about to burst at the thought of it all. I hopped in the car, window cracked, sunglasses on, and joined the rest of humanity on the Santa Monica Freeway, headed east to see my husband...
Weather Diary, May 1: Hi 54, Low 41/ Precip .01"
All material © 2009-2017 by Loree Bohl for danger garden. Unauthorized reproduction prohibited and just plain rude.