So my beloved wife M made a trip to the nursery this weekend; she returned with new plants for the back yard and tales of an attractive blue fountain on display there. “But it costs a lot,” she said, looking wistful. Then she set about planting.
A little later, I stepped out of the house and told M I was going grocery shopping. I asked if she wanted anything in particular from the store; she said no. I then asked if she wanted anything from anywhere else.
She mentioned the fountain again.
A couple of minutes later found me driving in the direction of the nursery.
I pulled up and entered the place, then spied the fountain in operation. The floor model was the only one they had of that type. The lady behind the counter asked if she could help me.
“My wife was here earlier looking at that fountain,” I said, pointing.
“Yes?” replied the lady. By now several people were staring at me.
“I’d like to buy it,” I said.
Nothing like buying a spendy fountain for your wife – and having several employees bustling to accommodate you – to make you feel like a big man.
This new fountain sits in the spot previously occupied by M’s home-crafted fountain of last year. That water feature is currently being refurbished, and has already been relocated to another prominent spot in the yard.
Well, I'm glad you kept last year's model. I like them both!
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