A pick-up truck. That’s what I should have. A big, black serious pick-up truck. That’s what I always wanted as I was growing up and I still think it’s a good idea. But, I don’t have one, so I just make believe my van is a pick-up truck.
I permanently keep plastic in it for bringing home plants or potting soil or whatever other garden stuff I find. I have even hauled manure in it. I did put the manure in tubs before putting it in the back of the van, on plastic, but I lugged home manure in my van. See? I told you I need a pick-up truck. Just think how much more manure or compost or plants or whatever I could carry in a truck.
As a general rule, I don’t care for artificial flowers. They’re, well, artificial. But one of my exceptions is in my van. Each of these flowers has been homeless at some point. Poor, lost things, alone on the floor of different stores at different times. I rescued them and now they adorn the dashboard of my van. They're a little way of carrying a garden with me wherever I go.
Have a beautiful day!
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