Is it the excitement of it all or the gazillion things I feel like i have to do before I leave that's keeping me up late? Next week, I'm off to London to fulfill a dream I've had since I was 12 years old and my main agenda:
Regarded as the world's greatest flower show, I taped a PBS special of the BBC coverage of the 1997 show and I had fantasies and wild aspirations about being the youngest ever exhibitor at Chelsea. Though I'm no longer able to fulfill that lofty goal, I'm approaching this tremendous opportunity to visit London as something I personally wanted and needed to do at this point in my life.
So much of gardening has all been about work and trying to make a living doing what I love to do, but often times the joy and exhilaration of flowers that captivates me tends to be forgotten and I want to be able to just soak it all in: sniff every flower, snap endless photos, talk with other plant enthusiasts from all over the world and just wear a smile on my face the entire time as if to say "This is where I belong"!
Such high expectations for a trip, eh? Barring any potential illness, injury, natural disaster, family emergency and the like, I should have a decent time.
Follow me through my thoughts and and observations leading up to my voyage to the UK and I'll be sure to try and post regular updates!