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A getaway…and a gift accepted

It had been sometime in January 2014 that I’d last been more than a few miles away from The Pickle (or, the bundle of cells previously known as Spawn), so as the Independence Day holiday weekend approached, The Unicorn suggested I get out of town by myself. We had a freezer full of milk, after all, and I’d been complaining about not having any time to write or read or, for that matter, sleep.

I poked around on Airbnb and found the perfect spot: An Airstream trailer on a property about 45 minutes from home, close enough to not waste too much time driving, but far enough away to guarantee I’d feel like I was away. Plus, for the cost of a private room in a house in the same area, I was getting my own walls and a ton of privacy. I booked it happily, and began planning my escape.

7/3/2015 Outing #fmsphotoaday #littlemomentsapp

I had seen in the various reviews of the place that the owner often left visitors gifts of produce from her garden, and I, too, was a lucky beneficiary: the plate of welcome snacks she left for me included three ripe tomatoes, and there was a bowl of just-picked strawberries in the refrigerator for breakfast.

“Do you mind if I wander through the garden a bit?” I asked. “I have a garden blog—though I’d love to see it.”

The host acquiesced, but noted that her life had been busy and her garden wasn’t as well-maintained as it usually is. “Are you kidding me?” I replied. “I haven’t gardened at all in a couple of years. I’m just thrilled to see what you’ve got.”

She left me to settle in and returned later with an item I’d forgotten and asked to borrow. (Bless her, because that generous act meant I could just stay put for 45 hours without running a single errand…)

“By the way, I have two tomato plants that I haven’t found homes for,” she said. “They’re Stupice.”

It’s funny how you can miss something without even knowing it. “That’s one of my favorite varieties,” I said. “They grow so well!”

“If I had to choose only one to grow around here, that’s the one I’d choose,” she said. It turns out that she starts hundreds of plants, sets dozens of them in her own garden, and sells off the rest to neighbors. But she hadn’t gotten rid of all of them, and she knew she’d never get the last ones in the ground.

“I’ll leave them for you if you’d like,” she said. “I know you said you haven’t gardened in awhile, but…”

I took a deep breath, knowing saying yes meant a commitment to rebuild my container garden supplies, and to do so quickly.

“I’ll take them,” I said. “I’d be happy to give them a home.”

3 Comments on “A getaway…and a gift accepted”

  1. #1 Al_Pal
    on Jul 14th, 2015 at 12:40 am

    Love it!!

  2. #2 inadvertentgardener
    on Jul 21st, 2015 at 6:23 am

    Thanks, Al_Pal!

  3. #3 Three for the road – The Inadvertent Gardener
    on Jul 22nd, 2015 at 6:26 pm

    [...] few minutes after I accepted the gift of tomato plants from my Airbnb host, she reappeared with three seedlings and left them near the Airstream. [...]

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