Some days are close to perfect. Today was one of those days since the weather was ideal, cloudy overhead, but good for working outside.
My husband and I headed for the cottage we have owned forever down on the Bay. I had been there once since returning from Florida but had only checked it out for any winter damage, and did not turn on the water.
First we stopped at a garden center down there that is always absolutely redolent with plants. I stocked up on the plants I still needed. We actually needed two carts to carry everything. As we left, my husband spied one of those garden statues - a gnome like thing - that he thought the granddaughters would like. It was unique - a hedgehog with a cheery smile. I was not so sure the girls would appreciate it and pooh - pooed the purchase (it was fairly expensive). Leaving the store, I asked, do you really want it, and he said yes. So I went back in and got it.
Then we went to our cottage and ate crab cake sandwiches on the deck overlooking the creek. There was a water leak (we found out when we turned the pump on) but that didn't diminish the day. On the way home we stopped at our son's home. I carried the hedgehog to the door since my husband was lugging up a plant we had gotten for our DIL to commemorate her grandmother who had recently died. The oldest granddaughter opened the door and said, what's that, in a snarky voice. I explained it was something her grandfather had gotten her and her sister. Both of them were underimpressed.
We got home and I said to my husband, we are taking that hedgehog back. He was hurt. After we discussed it he said, let's return it and we will go out for a nice dinner.
