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.
Wreaths!
Babies!
More babies!
All kinds!
Little ones that look like trees!
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.