Look what the Kat dragged home!
Today was my heavy duty, 15 mile plus biking day. I went to check out the local gardening club; I like the members so I'll join. Then to discuss a change in cable services with Brighthouse; I hope I can find better. Stop at the produce market then to the bank to have a document certified. Finally I was headed off to pay my water bill; I choose to take the scenic route along Indian River.
Here in my town every now and then you see banana plants which all appear to be on private land--many seem to be abandoned--which I won't touch because I don't trespass and there's nobody to ask. Imagine my delight when I notice a mat by the river across from a house being rehabbed where it just so happened that the new owner was there directing workmen and told me to take whatever banana plants I wanted--all of them if I wanted since they only get ratty looking in the wind where they're planted.
Yippee! I plan to go back with my trowel (shovel on a bike is out I suspect) and my honking big shopping bag which holds a lot if I don't find someone from the garden club who'd like to trade transportation for some banana plants.
Paid my bill. Stopped at the store for a few things. Stopped and bought a few beers. (Where is Fall here in FL? It's seriously sweaty weather here.) And started on the final 3/4 mile of my journey.
And then there, abandoned by the side of the road, was beyond temptation. 6' or so of one man's trash and another woman's treasure. How could I get it home? Could I? I struggled but eventually balanced my trophy and walked it down the road. It's very heavy; it has at least 2 tiny pups started. And it teetered crazily all the way to my house yet wouldn't you know it balanced/posed perfectly on the kickstand for pictures?
