Last Sunday, S and I went down to Castroville to check out Succulent Gardens. I cannot believe I've been in Santa Cruz for more than a decade, and have not been to, let alone heard of this place until now.
It was a nice, lazy Sunday morning, but we made a commitment to get out of the house. I worked my butt off to finish everything I needed to do on Saturday to save the whole of Sunday for succulent-palooza. I was not disappointed.
Out front they had little garden plots that had cute names that I cannot recall now.
Inside their greenhouses, they had everything. Little succulent arrangements, babies, pups, fully-grown succulents. Succulents with spines, succulents that crawl. I think we were there for a couple of hours, going down every aisle of succulent.
We bought a bunch for the house. When S goes off to Norway, I don't know how they will survive with my mad plant skillz.
After all of this, we went to the giant artichoke restaurant and had a bunch of fried artichokes. And then we went back to Santa Cruz and went to another succulent store and bought even more succulents. Good day, succulent-palooza.