It's the arrival of the postman with boxes and boxes of lovely plants. There is nothing as thrilling as peeking out the front window to see yet another carton sitting on my porch, begging to be rushed out to the garden and incorporated into the garden. Eagerly I slit open the carton, greedily I inspect all my new treasures and line them up on the sunroom floor to see what all arrived.
Some cartons hold surprises.
My daylily orders all came with bonus plants, and in a few cases instead of the single clump I ordered there were two clumps. So instead of the anticipated 12 plants, I now have 18. An order from a bulb company held not the 5 Black Knight cannas I remembered ordering, but 10. One perennials order did not have one plant I wanted, but sent three extras of another to ease my disappointment. And when I casually asked a friend if he knew who carried a certain vine, he surprised me by sending me one, along with several dahlias.